Day One Hundred and Twenty - Appointments, Butterflies and Caution

Had a call from my friend today. She's seen her son and there seems to be some resolution. There are still things she wants to discuss with him but not at the moment. Anyway as they parted he told her he loved her which has made her very happy. I don't think there was ever any doubt about that he was just being an arse. But she has also heard about her treatment. She has an appointment at the Royal Free hospital i London on Wednesday afternoon. What the outcome of that will be I don't know,  she may be given pre-op appointments and an actual date for the surgery. She was supposed be popping round this afternoon when I hoped she'd tell me more but so far she hasn't turned up. It may be too hot for her. There is a significant change in the atmosphere and the temperature today. I think we may get getting close to flying ant day. Their activities are frantic at the moment.

In other wildlife news I've been keeping a tally of butterflies I've spotted this year. Today I've seen several Peacocks and several Red Admirals. I've seen one Comma and one Marbled White this season. Lots of the little blue butterflies and of course the much undervalued Large Cabbage White and Small Cabbage white butterflies who are equally beautiful in their own way. A couple of orange tips in the spring. I would expect to be seeing some Painted Ladies and some Gatekeepers, maybe a Tortoiseshell. If I see any more than that I'll be lucky indeed. I love butterflies by the way in case you hadn't guessed.

I sent a message to my tai chi teacher saying that whilst I didn't want to give up tai chi I didn't feel ready to come back at the moment. Because I was being very cautious about the whole situation. He hasn't replied to me. He often doesn't though. I feel comfortable with that decision. At the moment it's  the right one for me. From what I'm reading in the news about COVID-19 I think I'm right to continue to be cautious. I really don't want to get this illness. The recovery, if  it could be called recovery, seems to take months and potentially leads to lasting damage. They're saying that what they initially thought it was a respiratory virus seems to attack other organs in the body. Which makes it even more scary especially as I'm getting old. And then I start to fret about my brother and sister and I want them to stay well too.

I'm staying on top of my "increased productivity" regime. Every day I'm trying to do some housework and some gardening. The trouble is both activities affect my back and my hands to the extent that I can only do it for a certain time before I have to stop. It's driving me nuts. I've actually done two sessions of gardening today because after the first one my hands just wouldn't move! But I'm not giving up