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North Hill

I had my Adamts13 checked again this week.  It may be an overreaction but I realised that my advice to anyone on the TTP Network Support Page would be to get their bloods done.  The team at my shared care centre couldn't have been kinder, vitals were all checked and full blood counts taken plus Adamts13 sent off to Specialist Centre.  Normal tests were all fine, of course,  I have to wait for Adamts13 as they take longer. 

I'm on my second course of antibiotics and I have another chest Xray booked for May.  It's frustrating,  not scary but there's a niggling question mark in the back of my mind.  Although I do understand what TTP is, I don't really know what has triggered my relapses in the past.  I'm grateful for the care and support that I have from everyone around me.

I am tired of sitting around.   Go home and rest is the advice given, and to be honest my energy levels are so low I don't feel like getting up to much.  Yesterday,  just hanging out a line of washing was painful.  However this isn't me.  I don't sit around.  I remember saying to my GP, before my diagnosis,  that I wanted to be well again.  That's exactly how I feel now!   I feel I've been in this place before. 

The weather,  at least, has improved.  My other half decided enough was enough,  and drove me up onto North Hill.  We drove along the ridge and parked at the end with a view along the coast towards North Devon.  
The Gorse is out, it's yellow blossom covering the hillside.  There were quite a few cars, we weren't the only ones needing a change of scenery and some fresh air.  The ponies,  though,  had taken themselves off deeper into the combes and couldn't be seen.  
After a quick picnic, we did take a short stroll to Selworthy Beacon.   There's an easy access path to the shelter and then up to the point.  We rested at the top, a couple of dog walkers passed us, but no one else.   North Hill is open enough that you can walk without continually bumping into others.  There was no large wildlife but beetles scuttled across the pathways in front of us and we could hear Skylarks.  
Walking, for me, is normally restorative.  It really did help with my wellbeing but the short walk was enough.  I was disappointed with my photos,  although the weather had improved the light wasn't great, I'll blame poor quality on that 🤔


Onwards and upwardly.   Spring is here.  A garden post is needed or I'll miss so much.  Stay well, everyone.
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