07-Aug-2020
This may or may not be our last day of hospital quarantine. The doctor yesterday said we'd be out tomorrow, but that hasn't been confirmed today.
What will happen will happen...
Meanwhile, our little world chugs on quite happily:
Pyjama-washing day
A typical breakfast
Watching the sweepers (and the strimmers, and the people who walk their cat on a lead every day, and the staff arriving for work at the City Campus)
Enjoying the sunset
Yesterday was the first anniversary of the day we arrived back in Malaysia after our epic London-Baku trip... How times change. How times change. How we have to seize the moment, because we never, never know...
Yesterday was also the day someone rang from the Health Department, saying they needed to "sanitize" our flat... But once we'd explained we hadn't been in said flat since way back in January, they desisted.
Today was quite a busy day.
We were given extra lunch. They had too much food, as some people have moved away from this floor (I hope they've gone home, and not back into hospital...)
We had another phone call from the mental-health support unit, just checking we were OK.
And we received a "comfort package" each from an Islamic charity.
I'm so touched by all of this. No-one exactly welcomes quarantine, but this care and kindness have made it an experience I'll remember with much fondness. Who'd have thought I'd be saying that?
Nigel opening more goodies
Earlier in the week I came across this beautiful collection of watercolours by Hector Janse van Rensburg.
His ideas come from negative thoughts that he turns into more positive ones, using his cat as a cute and gentle mouthpiece.
The illustrations do indeed "feel like miniature hugs". Here are three of my favourites, which sum up so well, I think, the way we have to live life at the moment:
I'll leave you with some more views from our balcony: