Tests.
And more tests.
Prodding.
On
The
Scar.
………….and elsewhere #sigh
Still.
The doctors office (not the surgeon’s in the hospital annex, another One) has an Awfully Nice Terrace.

We sat here between various bits of the appointment.
Then the Surreal bit.
Going back over everything that’s happened.
And how we feel Now.
Odd.
To tell the truth.
Best bit?
A breakfast downtown with someone Glam and Foreign and somewhat connected to the Day Job. Followed by a walk around to kill time before the doctor appointment.
Funny curious oddness surreality abounds.



Shocking, even ;)
Now here: resting.

The tests have wiped us out entirely.
We must return home to lie down for a while in a pool of warm sunshine; like a cat.



Send kind thoughts of novels and tea and quiet soothing-ness, darlings.
The medical establishment is caring.
But the whole re-counting and re-calling and prodding and Tests are rather nerve-jarring……
smiling weakly.
we are Awfully sensitive ;)
About teamgloria
I used to make my living from writing. And then it all stopped and so I went and did something else, part of which entailed a whole new look from Brooks Brothers (it wasn’t really me, but it was necessary). But a decade later I started to write again (during nights and weekends and frustrated lunch-times and long haul business travel) and one of the things I wrote (or came to me – as I do believe in the whole Muse concept) was a character called Gloria.
Gloria was a trainee angel and sat “up there” waiting for her first assignment. To occupy the hours she should have been studying humans and their foibles, she spent her time enjoying the new celestial movies-on-demand channel and became obsessed by Doris Day. So you can imagine the drama that unfolded when she came to Earth. Quite a shock to the system. But Gloria was determined to see Manhattan through the eyes of a vintage Doris Day movie and something magical started to happen – to me too.
Because I started to do the same thing and life became easier (and then I got Tobias the tumor which changed the trajectory, for now).
There are a lot of glorious people, places & things that help me get through my day – they make my life great – and so I call them “team gloria” (although they don’t usually know that). So I thought I’d start documenting them, and looking out for new people, places & things on a daily basis, and sharing them with you (whomever you are – do say hello. Oh, and tell me who your team gloria is :-)
Lying in a pool of sunshine like a cat sounds… purrrrrfect…
Hoping you have a, well… gloriaous weekend…
hello D :)
It Was bliss.
And there needs to be a Lot More of lying in a pool of dreamy sunshine………
_tg xx
…………I went to a Marvellous Party – with Nunu and Nada and Nell!
Ha!
Splendid. Most SPLENDID – thank you very-near-dulwich-east-caller ;)
Am singing Noel Coward songs (to myself) in your honour…….
You know, quite for no reason, I’m here for the season, and high as a kite. Living in error with Maud at Cap Ferrat (Which couldn’t be right)……….Everyone’s here, and frightfully gay; nobody cares what people say, though the Riviera seems really much queerer than Rome at its height!
xxx