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February sees the first signs of nature giving its first nod towards the oncoming Spring. Snowdrops were one of Mum’s favourite flowers and before her house was sold I took a few bulbs to plant at the grave, so they hold special significance each year when they flower.
Looking back on 2022 in what I hope will be a positive manner. The news once again this year has been full of just the most depressing stories, so my recap won’t touch on any of that…
I am making sure that appreciate the little things that can make life so wonderful at times. I need look no further than Prince. He has 7 slipped discs and was given a life expectancy of 2 months to 2 years. That was over 5 years ago
I have been back on the Sertraline for just over a week now and there’s no doubt that I am returning back closer to being and feeling like the person I was just a couple of months ago. Thankfully, I started to feel the benefits of the anti-depressants within a couple of days and I’m already feeling much more balanced and the highs and lows have plateaued out.
I feel like I’ve been quite restless recently and have perhaps been feeling a little all over the place. I think coming off the Sertraline has been a little more challenging than I thought it would be. Perhaps I am feeling impatient with myself and my own progress at the moment. My anxiety has returned albeit not at the same levels it has been, but enough to start affecting me. With that in mind I’ve taken the decision to go back onto Sertraline. I am thinking of perhaps asking to try a different anti-depressant, but for the time being I’m on Sertraline. Hopefully I will begin to feel more balanced again and back to where I was 6-8 weeks ago.
Avert your gaze from the public water pump in Sonning-on-Thames, and look at the stony wall instead. This is the scene where, 25 years ago in December 1997, I got out of a moving taxi and fell into this wall breaking my nose, and smashing the cap on one of my front teeth, and basically knocking myself out. I ended up in hospital, and it could have been a whole lot worse if my friend Paul Way hadn’t spotted me lying unconscious on this pavement in the early hours in sub zero temperatures. He called an ambulance and I spent a long and painful night in hospital and once I began to sober felt pretty dismal not to mention ashamed of myself…
