Flames and flowers, a strange combination but it seems to work!
I have to admit to feeling a bit down today with even further lockdowns coming imminent in the next few days in the North of England. I saw my youngest daughter yesterday obviously at a safe distance with no touching when all I wanted to do was give her a big hug. I only see my grandchildren online now ☹️.
My social life at the moment is going to the doctors for blood tests and after recent gut inflammation which meant a course of antibiotics which threw my warfarin readings out. 😬 This has resulted in more home visits from the warfarin nurses to stabilise my blood readings, which is quite enjoyable because after all it’s my new social life!
I really miss my eldest daughter and her two sons who live an hour away from me and my sister who can no longer come to my house for a coffee. 🥺
I received a letter from the hospital for a face to face meeting with the surgeon regarding my heart tumour and although it is until the end of November I doubt very much it will happen. The thought of going to a hospital at the moment is worrying never mind the thought of an operation 🤯
I know that I’m in a much better position than a lot of other people who have been affected by this pandemic, I feel for those who have lost loved ones, the people who have lost their jobs and are struggling to keep a roof over their heads, the pressure they must be feeling is horrible.
In comparison to the above I’m very fortunate which maybe why I’ve created this painting this morning, flames for the pain and flowers for the hope of a brighter future soon.
Keep safe and please never underestimate this virus.