Yeah.

Well, I am feeling better. Not well, my muscles are still tight and it feels unpleasant at times. When my relative was in the home she sometimes complained about feeling like this and thought it was because she had tight clothes on. It was a different reason but I guess I know how she felt now. It's not pleasant.

There's still pain, but compared to what it was it's not bad. And my head's working a lot better again. Well, it's a lot faster. I wrote something a few days ago and I was staring at it this morning wondering how the hell I'd done that. But this evening there's a lot more free thought going on. And, I don't feel, dare I say it, that I'm thinking through a mess of porridge.