Crawler

He was doing circles round the top of my glass. Didn’t seem keen on any flying.

I didn’t have the energy to get rid of him having woken at 4am in terrible pain and struggling to move. I crawled to the bathroom commando-style. What a sight! Yesterday’s treatment came with a warning of temporary side effects but I hadn’t expected this level of pain or immobility.

This afternoon with plenty of overlapping analgesics I can just about walk, in the style of a broken robot. It would be funny if it didn’t hurt so much!

At least the next one isn’t for six months, and I can be better prepared. Ruby’s been a star. D home tomorrow.