Saturday 31st January.
Evening, my lovely Mol.
I hope you are well.
Or at least better than me.
I tried that tablet Dr. Laurie prescribed and quite frankly will never try it again!
After I wrote to you last night I laid in bed and began to feel drowsy, which was a nice start, but then I began to hear folk talking. I tried to blank it our, love, but then more chatted. And then more started to chatter. Then I realised it was all in my head! Seriously, Mol, it grew and grew, like I was in a football stadium or something.
The weird thing was that I was still relaxed.
After a while the voices faded, but then I became really anxious!! Like something terrible was about to happen. It was truly frightening.
I was even afraid to go to the toilet at first. I just sat in bed, with the light on, wondering what had made the voices and why I was no so frightened that my bladder was aching.
The only conclusion I can come to is the tablet.
I rang Dr. Laurie this afternoon and told him. He said that it may have side effects, but that I could try again if I liked.
I don’t think I will, love. I’m not sure that I want that happening again.
Our June’s coming again tomorrow, so I made sure that the place was spick and span.
The day was quiet warm, so I tried a little walk in the garden. I took a cup of water, just in case I became jittery. It didn’t go too badly.
I felt a little dizzy at one point, but all in all, it was the best walk I’d had for a while.
Not exactly a marathon, but not bad.
I miss you.
I even miss you nagging at me to stop playing with my teeth.
All my love to you,