Secondly, I gave up listening to the advice I'd been given about my sad sore foot - after three months, I'm persistent, no? - and had a chat with Dr G00gle. Now after 2 days of following that advice, I'm better! There is very little soreness in the morning, and no pain after walking. I'm still swinging between cursing myself for not being more proactive - for buying the you're too fat' story, in essence, and wasting weeks on end - and somewhat hesitant joy. Who'd have thought a superball could change everything?
Anyway we have to make a mad dash to the Big Smoke today for a medical appointment and I'm also feeling quite sombre after the dreadful events in Orlando so I'll leave it there. I'm going for a walk.
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Awww, thanks! You are one of the people who keep me going. I don't say that lightly. I mean it genuinely. There are few people who truly push me to be better, and you are one.
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