26 Jun / Things that go bump in the day
This morning got off to a great start. I sprang out of bed, took one step forward, and then somehow ended up on my side on the bed going ‘Wha?’
My darling disputes this. He doesn’t think I took one step forward.
Vertigo strikes again.
So annoying when you think you’re getting better only to have a relapse to a worse condition that you started with. I also wish my anti-nausea tablets were anti-fall tablets.
I mean, my balance is not the best thing in the world to be starting with – I still can’t walk on my treadmill without holding both handles in a death grip – but I can usually stand. You know, in the same spot. With my eyes closed briefly.
No longer. Gravity exerts a much stronger pull than my puny balance can fight against.
I have discovered that it’s no longer safe to apply moisturisers. Not because of all the harsh chemicals inside them – oatmeal for example – but because to apply moisturiser I have to take off my glasses and close my eyes for a couple of seconds.
This is not possible. I went down like a… a… thing going down quickly.
I also managed to hit the side of my beautiful, beautiful face on my darling’s bedroom drawers. (So in essence this is really his fault.)
If I’d had my glasses on I may have needed to use my spares for a while but my face would’ve been protected in its downwards dive.
But you can’t apply moisturiser with glasses on. At least, I can’t.
So now I have an egg on my eyebrow and an enlarged cheekbone. On the bright side I saw a glimpse of what my face would look like if my parents had better bone structure. It makes my skin look smooth and taut.
Maybe I should take up boxing for a regular beauty treatment.