Gasp! Yes, I have. The showery weather this week has kept me indoors, with my bee-sting infected leg elevated, guzzling antibiotics, and watching the tennis at Wimbledon. Never before have I been able to do this. I think I planned it rather well; except for the pain, the side-effects of the antibiotics and the tutting of the doctors 'this could develop into necrotising fasciitis'. Scary stuff.
Today it looks like I've been hit by a tennis ball, perhaps one of those 130mph serves from a large Croat. Never mind, I am at last on the mend. And so I treated myself to a walk round the garden. The Boxers were rather bemused that I am up on my hind legs, heading outdoors and not just to the fridge. I've hardly moved all week but I've eaten everything I can find. I even had Waitrose deliver this morning so I could plan my lunch and afternoon tea! Better not get used to this or I will be as large as a house. All things being well, I will be at aqua class tomorrow and I will walk the Boxers.
They have of course still had an evening walk. Mr B has been very good at that. Not so good at the emotional stuff (or cooking or tidying the kitchen), but we are managing. Especially as our capable PA is on holiday and has left me dealing with Mr B's office. Thank goodness I can do that from the sofa - game, set and match!
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