Then it was off to the hospital for a blood test. Didn't get as far as actually having blood taken as I had one of my divvy spaz attacks where I go all dizzy and threaten to pass out. They refused to do it so I've got to go back another day.
Now I feel like crap after going back to bed for a couple of hours so I'm sitting on the sofa feeling sorry for myself.
Someone bring me a life-sized bar of fruit and nut, a two litre bottle of coke and a bath sponge...
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