The day before yesterday, I went out for a walk for the first time in three days.
The first 2 weeks of fasting for 4 weeks of cataract therapy was in the final stage, and I fell into a state of declining energy and physical strength due to the state of not putting anything in my stomach, and I could not even walk.
The fasting regimen has entered the second stage of the incumbent period from today.
This is difficult because l have to listen to my body about what and how much l should take.
I got a branch of wild camellia that I found on the promenade yesterday to decorate the audio room.
The daffodils was based in the audio room still gave off a noble fragrance, so Tsubaki took refuge in a glass bottle in the kitchen.
The green contrast between the slender white branches of the camellia with buds hanging down and the lively glossy evergreen leaves is a nice touch.
I'm happy and encouraged that she seems to be watching over my severe fasting treatment, saying, "Do your best! I'm rooting for you."
Unintentionally, yeah, I'll do my best. I feel like you're watching over me. Thank you Yamatsubaki-san.
