No Longer On My Hands And Knees

For the first time for nearly a week I am able to walk around the house without too much fear of falling over. My labyrinthitis seems to be improving, but having had it before I am well aware that it may flare up again, so I won't count my chickens before they're hatched. No matter, it is nice to be able to walk around without having to hold on to the walls, or while it was at its worst on my hands and knees. That is one of the problems of living on my own.

Meals have been very basic for the last few days, but as I am now able to stand unaided I am going to be able to cook something for myself tonight. Oh, joy!

I'm Feeling Sad

It's not a good day today. No, it's not a really bad day with the depression; in some respects it's worse than that. My god-daughter is getting married today and I can't be there because I have labyrinthitis, which means I can't drive to where the wedding is and I can't stand up without falling over. I can only stop the room from spinning by lying down flat, although I can sit up a little if carefully propped by pillows.

So what am I going to do when I should be enjoying myself at a wedding that I have been looking forward to for so long? I shall be lying in bed watching one DVD after another, or reading a book (though I don't think it will be my OU course book), or maybe even having a nap to pass the time.

Not really how I intended to spend today!