I’m over at Clare London’s Birthday Blog Month today yakking about Horses.
Do pop over and comment?
Improvement is slow, but today is the first day that I’ve thought “yes, i’m getting better” Mainly because yesterday my gums were so white you could see the red veins within them, and today they are nice and pink again. Hurrah. I’m still getting out of breath far more than I should but I’m not so deathly tired. Yesterday I was dizzy just sitting upright.
By Tuesday, when I go to the docs I’ll probably be a lot better, but at least I can ask him how to avoid it again, and get the Ferrous Sulphate on my prescription, perhaps.
Started watching Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy and Oh Dear. They tried Too Hard to make it bleak in a Swedish thriller kind of way and to match the dour tone of the book and the 70’s TV series and they just went a step too far. I watched for about 45 minutes and it was incomprehensible. It just seemed to jump from one plot to another and I dare say it all tied up eventually but I really couldn’t be arsed to keep the concentration up that high. Beautifully shot and Oldman deserves an Oscar—he’s unrecognisable, as he so often is, but really. Too bleak. Too dour. Too…MYSTERIOUS.