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My wife is on the mend, slowly. They still aren’t sure what happened, the scans and tests all point at nothing in particular. A couple of conversations and some self-diagnosis and we are happy enough that she is no longer in so much pain. Might even be back at work at some point next week. It has thrown my routine out of whack though, which is not a complaint just an observation, but as the weekend arrives so my focus can shift to calmer things. Suffice to say that work is as manic as ever so I’m glad to have a 3 day weekend ahead. Jack has a couple of birthday parties to attend this weekend, and I have a broken door lock on our motorhome to fix and, weather permitting —and lawnmower permitting— a final (?) grass cut that is now overdue by some weeks. My fear is the grass is already too long and we may need to get a man with a more powerful machine involved! And with a return to some level of normality I find myself able to write a little again, my journal, my blog, my fiction, all…

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