Alas, poor Yorick...

...he needs a good dusting.

Another "Quick! What's within sight of the sofa that I can make an image out of?" Blip.
I must apologise for the low quality of image and uncharacteristic shortness of wordage in my recent blips. Fact is I've been in a very bad way this week and therefore not feeling up to doing much more than lie on the couch reading, knitting and plotting to very loud music (on headphones - don't want to have to interact with the strangers next door after all) under the influence of much increased levels of opiates. I have been telling myself I was just having a bad few days but its time to face facts and from my much increased upper spinal pain, the dramatic decrease in my ability to control my hands (now decidedly claw like) and the huge increase in my shaking (both the rapidity of it and the distance travelled per quiver) it is all too obvious that the cysts (or syrinx) in my upper spine have increased in size and/or number to a fairly dramatic new level. I've been trying to ignore the damage to my trigeminal nerve over the last 5 months but its not improving and its time I stopped kidding myself and acknowledged that my syringomyelia (and possibly my arachnoiditis) has now progressed into my brainstem.....oh fuck!

Time to make some decisions and find ways to get this house sorted out or I'm not going to be able to cope with the everyday essentials soon. I'm going to try and make this summer count as far as funds will allow - who knows what next year will be like.

And as if all that's not downer enough I ran out of wool 3/4's of the way through the hat I'm working on and the shop doesn't stock it anymore! Fortunately I found some online....phew! Now that would have been a real disaster!

PS/ sorry to post such gloomy stuff