This week has been difficult because I had a migraine. There is nothing more grounding than not being able to stand up or sip water without being sick. Strangely though, this I have felt less lost in my own world and there were times, when the headache shifted slightly, that I felt moments of real clarity.
The weather is still pleasant and the light lasts long enough for us to fit in up to three walks a day for Sherlock, although on some days I have been barely able to manage one. Being lost in my thoughts of the woods, the colours of the autumnal leaves and the crunch of acorns under foot, has been preferable to the psychological trauma associated with PTSD.
Sherlock, as always, has taken his role of family pet very seriously and even when he’s not been sure of what he’s supposed to be doing, he has shown true collie commitment.
Actually both pets have been showcasing their characters this week. Herbie is adamant that the weather is warm enough to remain outside and has moaned about a chill in the air from the garden side of the cat flap.
And finally the aspect that has been most surprising for me is that no matter how awful you feel and how heavily issues weigh on your mind, it’s worth getting out there because you never know what you might find. It was a real effort this morning because I felt so sick and my head hurt, but there on the corner of the woods, was this little fellow. Sherlock wasn’t convinced but I was pleased to see a horse waiting patiently for adventurers to happen upon him.
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