Late May in waiting

A recent picture from my little world...

Away went the sunshine spells as bandit grey clouds wash their way in from the Arctic, brisk cold air and misty black fogs bring an unwelcome sadness to my days.  Is there ash in the clouds above me?  Is it thick and invisible in the atmosphere?  Perhaps when we are older the children doctors will tell us our lungs are coated with volcanic tears.  Perhaps not.  I can not help but think of those in Iceland when I see those dark skies. 

I am still waiting, in regards to my knee pain and my MRI scan results... I am waiting for an appointment with a specialist... Six months of waiting has seen my sketchbooks fill up with ideas and plans and I forever search for positivity about the situation!  but six months of waiting has driven me to feeling fed up.  Which makes me feel selfishly grumpy inbetween feeling guilty for feeling grief, excitement and impatience for the daunting future and then there's the frustration of lack of physical ability.  It's like I've been on pause and I'm just desperate to play!  I have taken it into my own hands, or feet, and have started to do little bits of yoga and much more walking and exercises... The pain crashes in hard though and knocks me into bed to groan into my pillow.  Is it the right thing to do?  I just want to get better!  What on earth is wrong with you little knee?  Little medial?  Mark has a shiny new red bike, how I wish this pain would flutter away so we could ride together!!! Here's hoping my beloved June will mark the end of this cursed spell of bad health and fitness!

A charming little video of home-truths....  'til next time x

Humans- Cool Cartoon! by aniboom