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Date: 17 July 2008 23:16:43
How can I feel cheerful, capable and positive one day, and the very next day, for no apparent reason other than the weather, feel hopeless, exhausted, panicky and anxious? This, friends, is the glorious thrills-and-spills roller coaster ride that is depression. Not to mention the interesting and varied phenomenon that is laughably called the British summer. Today has been greyness, rain, struggle and discouragement. Tomorrow may be better.
On the plus side, I don't have to cancel my orthopaedic appointment after all, as the hospital rang me up to ask if I could come in earlier that day to see the shoulder specialist. Apparently they think this appointment is for my slightly frozen shoulder. I thought it was for my invisible lump. With any luck, the same surgeon should be able to look at both, and I will still be able to meet my friend for lunch. So life isn't all bad. I've also managed to find a countryfied B&B for us to stay in while son is at Genius Camp in the first week of August.
Now all I have to do is work out why I dreamt about an eccentric ex-boyfriend last night, and prepare a 50 minute meditation for the Greenbelt Festival, preferably with music and projected pictures (at neither of which I am technically competent). The festival have sent me a contributor's pass, which means that, having bought tickets for the whole family, I now have one to give away. Perhaps I could bribe someone to be my technical assistant?