Week 175: the Green

Jack in the Green was ace on Monday. Quite ready to move now. Started Tuesday with a skip in my step, but by Wednesday afternoon had just about flamed out. Hannah noticed it happening mid-workshop and graciously tapped me out. Healing is not yet done. I’ve started stepping down Pregabalin. A ten week journey to avoid some monstrous side effects. Not unrelated: big, sloshing waves of ennui crashing through an underslept back-end of the week. Not a fun vibe. But R and I hit the ground running for a lovely Saturday going shopping. She was fantastic company, and I was rested enough to enjoy it. She’s thrilled to be included in Ann and I’s surprise planning for one-another’s birthdays. Obviously she’s half a conversation away from spoiling everything she knows, but her excitement is Off. The. Chain. 4 is a good age! She also mentioned River a lot this weekend. Lots of little reminders about her sibling, in small ways. Tricky to navigate, but also lovely. She was able to reflect on their…