hospitals and setbacks

Errgh, smoked a cigarette last night. Disappointing, but the patches are back on today.

Toured Mercy hospital with T to look at the birthing options. Felt a strange painful feeling in my uterus. We are close so no doubt it is some sort of sympathy pain.

Lately I have been fantasising about old age. MLI will be the world's grumpiest old man and I will probably be the old lady down the road who either scares the little children or can't leave the house without matching my ensemble within three shades of pink.

I think I'm enjoying this hermitage. I feel less inclined to seek the company of others. My inner life is becoming increasingly desirable. I feel a positive change is under way.