Another grinding day - I took my painkillers and went to bed but while they worked I couldn't get to sleep which meant that I was still awake when they stopped working. So I didn't get a lot of sleep - maybe half an hour.
I got up at six am and staggered off to my armchair and slept till breakfast.
The day hurt and I had to go out in the afternoon which was a real grind. In fact I could have gone at any time but spent most of the day putting it off.
I got home and fell asleep for the rest of the afternoon and then spent the evening squirming in pain again.
I am becoming less and less fun to be with.
Well, maybe not all the time. Here's a classic Peter Kay joke;
A sandwich walks into a bar. The barman says "Sorry we don't serve food in here"
(a don't stop till you drop production)
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