Emerging

For want of anything else to blip, I went down to the pond to see if there was a water lily in bloom. Two buds only.

An abortive day for starting my teriparatide treatment. When the nurse came, who was supposed to train me in administering the medicine, she was aghast that I hadn't been storing it in the fridge. The medicine I'd received was despatched to the fridge and a new batch ordered. I'm supposed to give back the old medicine once it arrives.