
Can I tell you? April was a MONTH. I mean, it was a good month in many ways, especially the trip to Aracena, but that also took a lot out of me and left me frustrated that I wasn’t able to do more there because I COULDN’T WALK. So that’s a painfully ongoing situation and I’m a bit stuck in “lose weight limbo” after my last traumatology visit when they finally confirmed I needed a full knee replacement BUT that they wouldn’t put me on a surgery waiting list until I lose 10 kilos. Meanwhile, I can’t find my report from that last appointment (they are usually online) so on Wednesday I will be seeing my GP to make sure she knows what’s up, as she will be the one to confirm the weight loss (when it happens) and then inform traumatology. I just want to make sure this is all written down somewhere. Every day the pain gets worse and to say it’s taking me from my life is a serious understatement.

Had a rough night after waking up (#4am natch) with 🤧… so far testing negative for covid/flu but have mask on at home, hepas are turned up to max and (so sad!) had to cancel today’s visit to Alcázar to see the Sorolla exhibit, also lunch out and a flamenco performance this evening at new venue. Dang. It’s not usual for me to have such a packed day either. Oh well.

