July 7th, 2016

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I just had a celebratory Haigh's chocolate.

What am I celebrating? My doctor doesn't want to see me for two months. I'm having blood tests in the interim, but they're to secure a post-operation baseline for me, not because anyone's worried about anything. I am recovering very nicely, it seems. Only one slight adjustment to my medication has been made. And we have a bit more evidence that my heart thingie is hereditary (not that it's been in doubt recently).

How else am I celebrating? By teaching a sold-out workshop at the Writers' Centre on Saturday. I will probably eat a reheated meal on Saturday night, for this is the most work I'll have done in a day since very early in April.

Things are improving. It feels very slow at my end, but apparently I'm doing very well indeed.