DAY 5

It’s 8 in the morning and I’ve just eaten two slices of beautiful pineapple … a lovely way to start the day 😊😋

At 5 days in, I feel fine – though I’m a bit worried that my worrying about becoming unwell will make me feel/be unwell 🤔. And might worrying about my worrying make me feel/be unwell etc etc

Straight after breakfast it’s Sunday Swab time. Apparently Sunday is always body Swab day. I’m given five swabs.

The day drifts on, in a Sunday sort of way, but hits a high point when I find a window where I can see grass, trees and blue sky! I’m thrilled. I’ve missed this for a week.

Later I try to help Mandy with a TV setting problem. We struggle to get a FaceTime link, to help communications, but fail, and press on by phone. I try to talk her in, like someone helping a passenger land a Boeing 747. It rapidly gets a bit tense, and then slowly but steadily dissolves into laughter. Medical treatment has caused separation, we’re missing each other, and relieved to have this contact.
😊😊

We do manage to land the Boeing.