It is now five past three and I've managed to walk the dogs ( lovely - very mild for November and windy) make the spinach lasagne, painted a card for my mother's birthday, which is okay -not good by any stretch but it's my first painting for years so it is a start to my next career! I've messaged Sam and she hasn't replied so perhaps she's busy today and now I'm off out to do the lavender. My arm aches but I feel I'm getting better. So all is good in the world (well, in my little bit of it). That was November 2016 (last year) and is now rather depressing as my arm was not better and I've had to have another operation since then? It's about ten days till my next X-ray -God, I really hope that this most recent bone graft has worked. It does scare me that it is so painful. I really couldn't bear it if it never gets better. At the moment I can't do much and it really bothers me that I am so unfit and fat and all my joints hurt and nothing works properly. I haven't done any painting since then really, apart from a couple of Christmas cards for my siblings.