Hello, Hello, Hello . . . . O Hi!

Well I ventured out today for the first time in two weeks. I went to my Dr's appointment which was originally booked for yesterday but as I wanted to see the same Dr, I got it changed to today.  I went to the market with Mum to choose some wool so she can start knitting a new jumper for me . . . She has to have something to knit, a bit of a harmless, creative addiction really. Then I walked a hundred meters or so to Sainsbury's to get some "emergency" shopping.
A very mundane, eventless outing except . . . On four seperate occasions, four men, all in their late fifties, early sixties, all tall, a bit rugged and slightly bohemian looking (scruffy:-)) looked me very directly in the eyes and said "Hello" . . . Without any hesitation, questioning or doubt in their tone or expression.

I was kind of caught unaware each time and responded with a simple "Hi" but by the fourth time even Mum was baffled. "Are you sure you don't "know" these men?" she asked. One hundred percent sure, there was no way I had ever set eyes on any one of them. How bizarre.

Mum reckoned it was to do with a light in my eyes and face. An "openess" . . . Well it certainly  had nothing to do with two weeks unwashed/unbrushed hair, two weeks unplucked brows and whiskers ;-), No make -up, trackie bottoms and an oversized hoody . . . So who knows, maybe she's right. Maybe I have a spring in my step or am just "walking tall" . . . If I was alone I would 've thought I'd imagined it. Could I be projecting my newly re-discovered self?

O well whatever it was, it was the highlight of my day . . . I know, what does that say about my day? The Dr. was satisfied with my progress and didn't prescribe any further anti-biotics . . . Just a few more days of "taking it easy"  ;-) . . . I didn't tell her my news. It's almost as though it's so fragile that I feel the need to protect it . . . like a new-born baby. Also I would've been hurt to catch that raised eyebrows, pursed lips look of  "Hmmm yeah we hear this all the time from your sort"  . . . But that's ok, I've got plenty of time. I'll still need my weekly prescription of methadone until I decide whether to wean off to nothing or transfer to Suboxone once I'm down to 30mls methadone . . . I needn't do either for a while.

So that's it for today. I'm almost asleep. Proper food shopping tomorrow and I must clean out the hamsters. Bit of a boring post . . . Bit of a boring day :-)

Thanks as always to anyone reading this. I often enjoy checking out which countries I've had visitors from. I try to imagine the reader sat in India, Latvia, Russia etc. . . . Who are you? how was your day? I'm intrigued. All these different lives invisibly connected. Sweet dreams to all where the sun is setting and where the sun is rising . . .I hope your day is a good day. It's never half two?! . . . I'm gone.