Regular viewers will know I punctured a lung earlier this year.
It keeps playing up - sometimes when it's at its worst, I can't breathe.
Or walk - I've fainted twice.
Or think.
It's quite a big deal, and I've just got to give it time to heal.
So there's that and the all-consuming grief, and the endless battles with the black dog.
I've been okay-ish for a few days so I think I'll try and write some nonsense over the weekend.
There's quite a lot of catching up to do...
Saturday, 14 May 2016
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I'm very happy you're back.
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