Yesterday, late afternoon, I glanced out the window and was transfixed by a golden bird sitting on a telephone wire. The lowering sun shone on its feathers brilliantly – a wild canary or goldfinch. Sometimes it’s the little things that can bring joy. I needed that boost because my peripheral neuropathy has reached a stage that it interferes with my balance. I saw a new doctor yesterday and he’s talking about injecting a medicine into my spine to improve circulation to my feet. I was horrified  – I was expecting an order to get a massage – and came home feeling, for the first time, really old.