Tuesday

This morning took Mum to the hospital for her pre op assessment and she was getting a magnetic marker put in, so that when in surgery they can find the tumour to remove. 

Then Art Therapy. It was a guided one today which was a change and different. Picture in extra.

This afternoon I donated blood, my 38th pint. Being in town wasn't nice. Hardly anyone around, it just felt wrong. The social distancing made donating quite stressful too, getting told where to stand, where to sit, etc. 
I will not be back in town again if I don't really have to. 

Got home feeling really uptight, panicky, wanted to self harm. Had a bit of a panic attack then slept. 

Today was too much.