Dawn Chorus
29 March 2017
PRIVATE AND CONFIDENTIAL
I have just reluctantly yet joyously pulled myself from my Kermadec Trench of slumbers at 3.30 am to in excitement to selfishlessly post this noteworthy occasion.
Three weeks ago at this same bat time I would have woken up with paralysis below my waist and a prickling urge to empty 100 ml of urine from my bladder. The race would be on. Using various masterful techniques I would to pull myself to the toilet, via wheelchair, and save the night from inconvenience. Although three times a night does burden inconvenience.
The occasion to celebrate here with an early morning tipple is that I woke up with a full bladder, sat upright on the edge of the bed without much sway, and preceded to empty my full bladder into the plastic bottle well positioned beside my hospital bed.
Something is working here.
Good night Moscow