Up The Farway Tree

Striking a Balance

Life seems to be on a reasonably even keel at the moment. I had a clinic appointment last week and although everything is at a lower level than before, they were happy enough with me. I have started to adapt to the lower lung function and unpredictable energy levels, so through both trial and error I am learning my new limitations. I have found it difficult to adjust at times because in my mind I can still do everything I could do 6 months ago, but my body will soon remind me otherwise. I think it's just a case of learning to strike the balance between doing as much as I can without overdoing it, and this is often easier said than done.

On the subject of striking a balance, I had a meeting with my work today to update them on my progress. I think the effort required just to get ready this morning and drive myself the short journey made it even clearer that I cannot possibly go back at this stage. I did enquire about trying to do some work from home but this isn't really a feasible option, and to be honest I was probably relieved to hear that as I would inevitably put myself under pressure. A more realistic and probably useful idea is that I set some time aside every week to keep up to date with work related things. There are lots of online modules I can complete and journals I can read to keep my mind involved and my knowledge fresh, so I can possibly make a start with that idea. Right after I finish watching day time TV...

For the Seb fans, here is another random escapade. Yesterday I was pouring a carton of cream down the sink, as it had been open too long and I get funny about these things. Anyway, I went outside immediately afterwards to put something in the recycling box and I notice Seb's furry bottom sticking out from between the boxes. I move in closer to see what he is up to, and realise he has his mashed his head under the waste pipe from the kitchen sink and had been lapping up the cream as it poured out! Goodness knows how long he has been up to that wee trick, but Andrew will be extending the pipe to prevent him doing it again. His taste for cream did however also remind me of the time my neighbour took him a walk when he was a puppy. Apparently he spied a man eating an ice cream cone on a bench, and before the neighbour realised what was happening, Seb had jumped onto the man's knee and started licking the ice cream. Not surprisingly he didn't much fancy finishing the cone after that. Some people can be so fussy..