Wednesday, May 20, 2015
May 20. Day 140. The fog lifts
Potter's cloak of invisibility may not have been needed if you were one of the Brisbane's sky scrapers trying to hide from view. The city was heavily veiled in a thick blanket of mist.
At home, also covered by a thick blanket, was Rumple. With him back safely where he belongs I feel like my head has emerged from the fog of anxiety. He's not yet fully himself but he's doing a much better impression of the Rumple we know and love with every hour. And I have to say his restricted diet of only poached chicken breast and rice is just about the best thing since sliced bread as far as Rumple is concerned. The medication he'll have to take for the next five days, not so much