I’m feeling a little “down in the dumps” today – don’t know why, but maybe it’s to do with the sadness I felt yesterday about not having a mum to spoil on Mothering Sunday.
I really can’t be bothered to do anything apart from the usual chores, so I occupy myself by walking the dog, splitting a few logs and filling the log basket for this evening, preparing an invoice for one of my wife’s customers, and walking the dog again.
I receive a phone call from the production company that filmed me last year for a Channel 4 health programme (about medicinal cannabis), just letting me know that the programme will probably be aired in May now. To tell you the truth, it’s been so long since the film crew visited that I’d pretty much forgotten about it. Still, hopefully it will come at a convenient time, publicity-wise, because Paul Flynn’s Elizabeth Brice Bill will (hopefully) get a second reading in the House of Commons just a few weeks afterwards.
I’m getting quite a lot of tremor breaking through on my left side (mainly my leg), so I decide to switch my neurostimulator over to group “A” settings to see if that will help. It is an improvement, so I stick with those settings until evening, when my wife mentions that I don’t seem myself. I switch back to group “B” settings even though I’m not convinced that this is the reason for me not seeming to be myself.