This bloody relapse rumbles on.
the latest new symptom is that if I need to change direction - eg go into another room, I find myself turning a complete circle.
caught my son watching me do it so I said "now I know why dogs chase their tails".
It's not the worst of symptoms, just strange.
Suppose I am strange too.
Now that Doors song is firmly stuck in my head.
"People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone.
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down.
When you're strange faces come out of the rain
When you're strange no one remembers your name........"
heck, mental health maybe dodgy!
Be safe peeps