It seems the stupid cold has loosened its grip on me. I spent the whole day sitting or lying down, mainly because every time I tried to stand up I got dizzy. I'm sure Calle was as pleased as I was that the shower stool was still around, as it meant I could get clean without falling over in the shower.
About an hour ago something changed - I couldn't sleep so I got up and didn't feel like the room was spinning around me. It makes a nice change, I must say. If this keeps up I might even be able to go riding this Sunday, which would be nice (and also good for my health). I still miss Samurai, but I also like Melanie, the new horse a lot. It's a very different experience riding a six-year-old from riding a well-schooled elderly gentleman of nineteen. But Melanie is affectionate and very calm - I tried riding in skirts last week, and she didn't bat an eyelid at them, even though it was very windy. That's a bit surprising in such a young and comparatively untrained horse, especially as she is blind on one side. I feel very secure with her; we seem to understand one another reasonably well and I'm sure it'll get even better.
I still love Skutt, though - he's the one I've ridden the longest, and though he can be a bit of a stubborn donkey at times, we have a lot of fun. I think he does some of his tricks just to mess with me and liven things up a little.
It's strange, being all clear-headed again. Though I did get a lot of thinking done during the past few days - as long as I kept sitting or lying down, I was reasonably OK. I've been making some notes about dealing with chronic pain, from various perspectives. I might even post some of them at some point.