Whitby Gothic Weekend was, as always, utterly brilliant, marred for me only by the fact that I left my fentanyl patches at home (doh! *never* done that before, and shall be careful never to do so again!) so had to limp along, not just metaphorically, on the morphine. Uck. But it was wonderful to catch up with people again.
Much time has been sucked up by replaying UFO: Enemy Unknown which I played incessantly over a decade ago and it's still absorbing, for a fifteen-year-old game.
I had my volunteering interview for Willow View last Thursday - and here I am at WV, volunteering, right now. Actually I'm not a proper volunteer yet, since I still have to get a clean police check (mandatory for anyone working with children or vulnerable adults), but so far as I know I have a clean record :)
And I'm doing Art Therapy here - one-on-one, not group work. 12 weeks to start with, to see how I get on. I'm really loving it!
Yet another installment in the Saga of Kay's Spine: I'm having more surgery on Thursday morning. They haven't actually told me what they'll be doing to me, but given that they've said that it'll be an overnight stay, it's almost certainly another bout of facet denervation. Nothing to worry about, so please don't fret yourselves about it. I promise I'll post when I'm home and up to sitting - or if I'm not sitting I'll ask stgpcm to post for me.
Anyway, best get on with the show... *waves to spacebod*