Award-winning author of Regency romance, contemporary romantic comedy, novellas. Also serials and short stories for women's magazines, poems for the small press, and anything else that might sell.
. Good news - I think. Some people already know that 15 months ago I had a retinal vein occlusion in my right eye that at the time was very scary indeed as I suddenly had problems seeing things.
In effect, this was like a tiny stroke at the back of my eye and in retrospect, I feel extremely lucky it occurred, since it threw up the fact that I had developed high blood pressure. If I hadn't found out - and done something about it straight away - I might have had a more serious stroke in one of the more important blood vessels in my body.
However, I had my last retinal eye appointment today and as I now have 6/5 vision in that eye, I've been discharged. The sight isn't perfect and never will be, but it's so much more liveable with than what I feared at one point might be the case.
Another year when I no longer have either a mother or a mother-in-law to buy flowers or cards for. And I know I used to curse when I left it a bit late. And I know I used to rail about it being just another commercialised con. But even so, it leaves a gap in the things-I-should-be-doing.
So on Friday in Waitrose I bought three bunches of freesias. One for Rosemary (my mother), one for Christine (my mother-in-law), and one for me. And here they all are, in my favourite vase on my kitchen windowsill.