Insomnia/bad sleep pattern is the curse of the moment, and I knew last night that I wouldn't be making it in to work today - I didn't even bother to think up an excuse, but blamed it on my abdomen, and went to the doctor anyway, who gave me coedine and paracetamol, referred me back to the surgeon and warned me off strenuous exercise, though I think I shall continue at the gym, if only for my own sanity. I don't feel particularly motivated, but I do feel better afterwards, despite the pain.
Today feels cold, though maybe due to my tiredness I'm just feeling it more - I think I shall take many layers with me to Leeds tomorrow.
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