Mellow yellow - with tuscan terracotta, soft gooseberry........

.......willow tree, pacific breeze, timeless, absolute white, desert wind, jasmine white...... today was paint selection day. This is just a handful of the colours we've chosen. They sound like cordon bleu ingredients and cocktails. This is all so risky, starting from scratch, I mean what if we don't like it? I only hope the Babitt's retro phone fits in somewhere.

Our internal doors were delivered today, too and we finally finalised our tile choices. We've opted for the terracotta in the kitchen and nowhere definitely, I think.

The seedlings are all coming on well and tomorrow I shall mostly be planting onion sets and shallots. Our pride and joy, the broccolflowers, are beginning to show their heads in their greenhouse home.

My head is totally screwed up at the moment and I'm not sure why. It could be because I'm trying to cut down some of the medication due to both the alarming weight increase and the desire not to take anti-depressants (which aren't, in my case, for depression but for random brain activity) or it could be entirely psychological. Either way the brain's not happy. I still haven't had any news re the scan which isn't helpful - if there's fluid on the brain then I'll probably need some surgery which is worrying in itself, conversely if there's no fluid, then my progression is much slower than I'd like which is also worrying. Either way I'm worried/frustrated/disgruntled/ungrateful - take your pick. And there's nowhere to go for help or advice; once you're discharged from hospital you're on your own it seems. I contacted a brain injury charity today who can't help me as a brain haemorrhage is not caused by trauma and they only deal with traumatic brain injury. However, they said my assigned neuro-nurse should be able to help me......assigned neuro-nurse? Never been assigned one, nor the physiotherapist she mentioned for my under-performing left arm.

In an attempt to cheer me up Fif took me out on Saturday. We went out with Hannah, Scott, Sharon and Del and didn't make a spectacle of ourselves, honest. But see what I mean about the meds - how many chins???