SPACE Promo; HEAVY Rain

 It was very wet yesterday. It rained all day, so our morning walk was short because it was really raining hard in the morning. After our walk, we went into the village to do some shopping before coming home to wait for my Tezspire to arrive. It arrived while I was Zooming with Dwight, and now it’s in the fridge because I am not taking it until the end of next week. They delivered this dose super early. I guess it’s because of the Christmas holiday.

I wish the scabs on my nose would come off. My nose has been bright red and has two round dark scabs on it from the love bites of Vinny. They embarrass me. But hey, it ain’t cancer. 

I was very happy to have a day of rest yesterday. Tuesday was a nasty day because of the St. Paul’s incident. I was so angry that day, but all my anger dissipated when I got a reply from Dr. Maza. And it was a great reply, which he copied to Mr. Norm Peters, Chief Operating Officer of Providence Health Care who will “review and follow up with [me] directly to identify how best to support [me] and address any future concerns.”

Mid-day, we took our second walk when the rain was gentle. The fog had rolled in though, making it feel very depressing outside, but inside, with the fire on, it was heavenly. And last night, I watched season three of Dalgleish staring the man who doesn’t yet know that he’s in love with me, Bertie Carvel. I love the series, and I love Bertie.

I felt odd all day, so I did nothing but lay around. Still, I slept like a bear last night. This morning, I must walk Her Highness early. I have a dental appointment at 8:30. When I come home, I plan on baking some bread.  

When I got up, I thought I’d weigh myself because it had been a while since I’d done it. Last time, which was a couple of weeks ago, I weighed 171 and I was pleased that my weight was staying at around 170. I psyched myself in advance of stepping on the scales as I always do. I was thinking that I’d put on weight because I’ve been eating more, but I weighted 159.

I thought my scale was broken, so I went back and got on the scale a second time. It hit 159 again, so I’ll be eating more each day. I don’t want to lose any more weight. I can’t recall ever weighing so little. When I decided to address my overeating and addiction to sugar, I weighed 197.

The atmospheric river has dried up. When I went out for wood this morning the moon was bright and almost full. We’ll enjoy our walks this afternoon.

Everyone at SPACE is very excited because of an article Aidan secured in the Vancouver Sun to promote an upcoming SPACE event featuring artists who stutter. Here’s a link to the article.

It’s (mostly) forest day in the photos!