Getting Better

There haven't been many times in her life, if any, when The Mother has said "Take my photo!" She hasn't a mirror with her and wanted to see what she looked like. I hadn't taken the Canon out of the car but I did have the mobile so I took one shot.

"Oh, that's nice!" she said, "It doesn't look at all like me."

So here she is, sitting up in bed, sporting the latest fashion in wrist wear, very much awake and not feeling any pain from the bruise on her right temple, it's everywhere else that hurts!

I'm promising we'll get her hair cut and permed once she's out again.