Don’t go anywhere. I’m coming back.
This tiny guy prevented me from doing something daft this morning.
Looking at dead flowers, I thought “I’ll just get the long-handled clippers and cut them down”.
But then I saw the tiniest snail and by the time I took his photograph, I was exhausted.
Grant says I am the world’s worst patient.
Maybe he’s right.
When I get around to telling the story, you’ll agree.
What happened, briefly, was that instead of going to acupuncture last week, I went instead by ambulance to hospital.
Suspected appendicitis turned out to be a twisted colon which had to be removed.
It all went very well. Surgically.
My middle is all stapled together, but it doesn’t hurt anymore.
However, it was major surgery and I am very tired.
It’s no big thing.