Positives #20, Negatives #7

Thank you for comnents on my last post. They're greatly appreciated.

A few recent photos from my phone... they're the boring ones, not the lovely one of my husband and his youngest brother, who was a proud dad at his daughter's recent wedding, or the ones of our little one playing with our daughter, or anything else that's personal. 

Watching Alan Hansen and Virgil Van Dijk at the trophy presentation brought back so many memories of when I used to go to Anfield in the late 70s. I took a screenshot of this picture as I wanted to capture the moment, and to remember the joy I felt when I saw them together... two giants of the Liverpool defence.
We've decided to try to get tickets to go and watch Liverpool play next season, as I feel the need to watch them one more time.

One of my favourite things to eat at the moment... Tesco mushroom pate. All the better eaten from a lovely plate ( £1 for 4, carboot sale, and a fork from the Viners cutlery set my mum bought over 50 years ago, and which she passed on to me for use in the caravan). Brunch one day last week.

Porridge... oats with rye and barley flakes, soya milk and water. Served with raspberries,  strawberries, and tinned peaches with the syrup rinsed off. Sunshine in a bowl. Brunch on Sunday.

Irises in the front garden. They'll be followed by golden rod, crocosmia and shasta daisies

 

Stick on tiles added behind the sink in the main caravan bathroom 

Clinging on to the thigh gap. Size 12 jeans I bought last year, but last week I bought a size 18 shirt as that's how big I feel at the moment. My head is currently a real mess where what I see and feel regarding my body is concerned, but I'm still trying with food, which is a positive. Atypical anorexia is a complicated business, and I was awake in the night berating myself again.

Our red rose has bloomed, and the purple clematis and foxgloves

More mushroom pate, this time on some French stick, with a couple of Quorn sausages and more salad. This was dinner on Tuesday evening.

Over 3 weeks on, a 5 day course of antibiotics taken, and I'm still coughing. I still sound very nasal, and my sense of taste and smell is still hit and miss. I had 2 negative covid tests several days apart, so although it has felt very much like covid, I haven't actually had it for a 3rd time. I'm also tired, oh so tired, and keep falling asleep. 

Yes, it's an ultra processed ready meal, but I'm not buying into yet another thing surrounding food to beat myself up with. I couldn't taste much, so left some... it's a waste of calories to eat something I can't taste, or am not enjoying.

The scores on the box, which are important to me, along with the fact that it's quick and easy... when I decide to eat I need to do it quickly, before I change my mind or decide it's too much effort and resort to rice cakes.

We went to the caravan last week. I didn't even go to the beach or out for a walk as I just didn't have the energy. The rest of the family went out several times without me, at my insistence. I just pottered in the caravan while they were out... I did a bit of handwashing, did the pots and cleaned the fabric on the little one's buggy out in the sunshine, then sat back down to rest in the silence. 

I did some more stitching on my cushion front so it's almost finished now. I read one book and started another, sat in the sunshine, watched TV, and had a couple of coffees out. I also slept a lot, having afternoon naps, evening naps, and longer than usual overnight sleeps. For once, I put my needs ahead of other people's.

Now I'm back, shopping and rearranging appointments for my mum... I went to 4 different shops yesterday, trying to get something she wanted, and was in a long telephone queue at 8.01am today to rearrange an appointment for her, and then book the MOT for our car for Thursday.

I have the dentist, a Sainsbury's click and collect order to pick up, and a visit to my Mum on Wednesday, then on Thursday I have to take the car for its MOT,  walking back after dropping it off, then back again to collect it later. The garden needs a tidy after us being away for a week, and I've got some trousers to alter for my son in law. That's my 'days off' sorted for this week. Monday, Tuesday and Friday are designated for childcare and housework.