Jun 16, 2008 17:27
I felt productive this morning so I started work on my scenery for the leavers show. I love doing those, because it means time to myself to be creative and work at my own pace. So there I was, sitting in the bottom hall by the stage, and seemingly out of nowhere, a white feather lands beside me. Guardian angel? Birds in the attic? I'd like to think it's the former. Either way, I took it as a good omen.
The dietician was a mixed visit. She herself is absolutely lovely, could talk for England and really put herself out to help me. Unfortunately she has no appointments until September but will call me at home to check how I'm getting on in a month. I've been placed on a lactose free diet to see what effect that has. So, having gone intending to find out more that I can eat, I'm even more restricted. But, if it helps, I'll do it.
dietician,
hospital,
art