Today’s blog comes from my bed… the most comfortable place at the moment.
Don’t get me wrong, my recovery is going well, but it’s slow.
One of the things that’s amazed me the most since I came home is how insanely blonde I am!
What did they do to me in there? Steal my brain cells?
This morning, I took a shower. I shampooed and conditioned my hair. Then I lathered up the shower gel and forgot I’d washed my hair, so promptly showergelled it!
Most weird behaviour.
And another thing, I cannot stop rambling. There’s now flow to my thoughts right now. I’m nervous to blog at the moment in case I write a big pile of rubbish and chase all my readers away.
But the oddest thing… the dreams!!!!!!
They are so real!
Last night, I dreamt that Gym Buddy and I shared a flat together – on the top floor of the Tate Modern. It was red brick and had a long corridor down the middle with rooms off each side.
She had the one at the end, I had the one in the middle and our other flatmate, erm…
Elton John (!)
had the room next to mine.
It’s like I close my eyes and go into this totally real-feeling world, where Elton John is my housemate, I get lost on a way to a Christening in Leeds, and I’m shopping in River Island where boots cost £700 with my work colleagues.
But sleeping so much and having all these dreams is kind of a novelty. After all, as I have said before, I can always hear perfectly in my dreams. So that means, right now, I am hearing for more of the day than I am deaf. Perhaps if I meet Elton John in my dreams tonight I should ask him to sing me a little song…
Just to see if he sounds any different to when I am awake…
I’ll keep you posted.
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