The Scream

There’s a painting called The Scream by Edvard Munch and I’ve been feeling like the man in that painting for the last few weeks.

We moved our upstairs’ bedrooms around this weekend to accommodate our new neighbour’s baby. Unfortunately my bedroom was adjacent to their wall.

We’ve made it a spare room and spent the weekend working and moving furniture so the Mother’s Day plan and the fire-pit didn’t happen. I did, however, manage to drink some champagne (which was nice) and I’ve gained a study area of my own which is much better for my Privvi work.

I’m really busy with work now so I’m going to write my blog three times a week on a Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Best to do that than stop – need to keep going!

Published by AnnaH

My name's Anna and I decided to write a blog following an accident last year. I will never regain the full use of my right hand and an operation led to additional, ongoing complications. This is about my struggles following the accident and the challenges of trying to save the use I still have in my hand. It’s a story about my product and why it appeared in my head one day because of my traumatic experiences. How I took that positive vision and worked towards bringing it to life. The challenges of putting it together and getting it to the market whilst still undergoing debilitating, ongoing treatment. It's a journey you can share with me. I'm not there yet...

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