How are you love?
WELL I am on day three of a migraine/headache/rubbish weekend ruiner :( My weekend has just been spent alternately lying in the dark listening to a Poirot radio plays compilation and reading a few pages on my kindle until I get too sick to read, so everything is a++++. Decided this afternoon that enough was enough and I would try the headache medication I have, as nothing I’d taken was doing anything at all. The reason I hadn’t taken it before was that it has codeine in it, and my body is gratuitously unfond of anything in the codeine family tree (see example a: The Worst Night Of My Life, aka that time I had kidney surgery then they gave me morphine, the details of which I will never forget but I will kindly not share, other than to say that my particular kidney surgery was described to me by the doctor as feeling like “being repeatedly kicked in the stomach by a horse” and I would add to that “every minute, for months” and of all that, the morphine experience was The Worst Bit). ANYWAY I took the headache tablets, then spent five hours curled up in one quite specific position, then I decided to do something sensible and order some food because I have nothing in that I could eat without preparation other than biscuits, and I was not quite in my right mind anyway, so then the food arrived and I ate a fairly solid ten mouthfuls and now I am on my sofa under a blanket because the sun has gone down so my head hurts less being in here now.
Aren’t you glad you asked, and that I have spoken to not a single soul since Friday, so you got a deluge of run-on text as an answer.