Today I am blaming the steroid medication for my swinging moods. Life, at the moment is a roller-coaster (and please do not refer to that bloody awful Ronan Keating song). I can go from extremely merry to ready to burst into tears at the flick of switch, apparently for no good reason.
Yesterday was not the greatest of days for a myriad of reasons which I won't go into, suffice to say I went to bed weepy in a big bubble of poor me/I'm rubbish.
This morning something which was meat to cheer me up did so, but for all the wrong reasons.
So, I shall enjoy the sedates up and throw my hands in the air and scream for the downs. I may add further attractions to my steroid theme park later. So far I've avoided becoming the bearded lady, but am making a strong running for the fattest!
All that said I wouldn't say I'm depressed and on that subject there's a great article here on the BBC websiteby Mary Kenny, on whether we have forgotten what it is to be sad, lonely and grieving.
Now get in line if you want a go on the merry-go-round....
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