6th July; ad nauseam

Not such a great weekend. Yesterday I woke feeling sick and it wasn’t long before I was throwing up. I felt ok afterwards so Chris and I went to the Seaview chemist to return the ‘sharps bin’ which holds the syringes and replace it with another. Every time we do this the chemist gives me a smaller version. This latest one looks like the inner layer of a set of Russian Dolls. I don’t think it will last.

While we were out I began to feel ill again, and we went into a café so I could have a glass of water. I couldn’t even manage a cup of tea. On our return home I just took and anti-sickness pill and went straight to bed where I stayed for 2 hours. I suspect the painkillers had triggered the nausea. Sometimes they do affect me like that. I felt better by around 1pm and got up. It was a lazy afternoon, the only exercise being the virtual sort. We watched the first stage of the Tour de France together!
I am having a go at some local scenes in pastels, though am as yet not well practised. Still the only way to learn is to keep at it!