Your steadfast gaze

I woke up this morning. Tired but okay.

I had a shower, had some breakfast and started to dry my hair.

CRACK!

My neck did its thing again. Pain. Me on the floor, writhing. Cousteau wanting to play.

Back to bed for a couple of hours.

It's less sore now but my head is pounding and my neck feels as if it might go again with every movement.

It's just muscular. Not life-threatening.

This little man has been a rock all day. He snuggled up on my bed with me and has flopped around the living room for the rest of the day.

I have to take him for a quick walk in the park now. It won't be long and I'll be wrapped up.

What a pain! So much to do. I could really do without this.

Oh well.

Later.