Up The Farway Tree

Spot the resemblance?

I thought Seb looked a bit like a sunflower with his cone on. He wasn't particularly impressed when I made him pose beside the sunflower for a photo though - look at that huffy wee face. He is wearing his orange cone as a preventative measure, as I noticed he was scratching at the skin round his eye and the last time he did this it lead to conjunctivitis which went on for weeks. It seems to have helped and he is now on a cone-free trial and the skin is looking much better. Unfortunately he was rather over invigorated its removal and over the course of yesterday I rescued a trainer, 2 slippers and my Pep mask from the back lawn. I'm hoping the novelty will have worn off today.

Health wise, I've been a bit off colour and had to start back on IV antibiotics on Monday. I was really quite disappointed as I only finished the oral ones on Friday and thought I had been doing quite well before that. Its scary how quickly my chest can decide to go downhill again, but I am adopting the 'act quickly' approach and am refusing to let things grumble on. Hopefully these IVs will get me back on track as soon as possible. In the meantime I'm just taking it easy (nothing new there) and hoping for some sunshine so I can sit in the garden. I think that might be asking a bit much though.

I am going to my friends civil partnership ceremony next week, and then afterwards the guests are being treated to a night at a spa hotel in Arran. I am really looking forward to the day, and have also booked an extra night in Arran so we can have a chance to see some of the sites, as I have never been before. Hopefully my chest will be a bit better by then, but we can at least have a drive round the island and admire the scenery from the comfort of the car, so I'm sure it will work out ok. I must admit that trying to arrange going away somewhere with oxygen in tow does make things more complicated, but I think I'm more or less sorted now. I have even decided on my outfit after mum insisted I try things on and decide early, as I have a terrible habit of waiting until the day before announcing that my outfit no longer fits because I have lost weight. I feel like I'm looking a little on the scrawny side just now, but managed to select something that makes me look a bit less so. Clearly some more carrot cake is required..

I'm off now to finish reading Harry Potter. I have been dreaming about witches and wizards for the past few nights. The fact I had a factual discussion with my friend this morning about unicorns would suggest that my ability to separate reality from fantasy is fast diminishing. I must finish the book soon and then read something more adult, before I regress completely. I fear it may be too late.