Still here...

... and sorry for worrying a few of you by not posting on this day. In fact it was a very good day. I've been feeling quite disconnected from reality recently and find it hard to accept what happened to me (and what might have happened), and my brain just does that lah-lah-lah song when I try to think about it. Had a trip to town with best friend S who encouraged me to talk about it and work through it - it will take a lot of time but it feels the right thing to do if I'm to beat this thing - and also did a lot of walking round the city streets (no shops, too much sensory overload) to work the leg and improve my balance. Despite the very sedate pace this was hugely tiring - so much going on with people rushing everywhere, workmen drilling in the street, a near-miss with a bus whose driver had no intention of slowing down to let us cross...

This shot was taken by S with my camera over lunch at The Quarter and was meant to be just the flower table decoration ("don't get me in it, I look a state!"), but as you can see I was quite happy and relaxed. Forget the physios and psychologists; there's no better treatment than the company of a caring friend.

I did try to post this on the day but kept falling asleep at the laptop.

Africa was dark blue today.