I was fully intending to go to work today. I got up, got dressed, fed the cats, cleared the litter tray, put the recycling out, and then when I actually came to leave realised that I was unlikely to make it as far as the end of the road, let alone all the way to work, I could barely walk properly. So back to bed it was.
I eventually made it round Sainsbury’s propped up by a trolley (I’d run out of medicine and cat litter, so couldn’t really avoid going), and to a funeral, although the standing up was hard work.
I hope this has cleared up by Monday or it’ll be a trip to the doctors.
