Good things VS bad things today.
Good; I came home and my shoes have been delivered! I’m having macaroni for dinner. Had the best dream ever last night. Bad; Woke up to discover that my dream, was just a dream, and not reality. ALL DAY my tights kept falling down, (heavy ANNOYING). My two shoulders are now so awful that I wanted to cry when I put on my jacket this morning and I stupidly looked up NHS24 and have...
Casually sitting on NHS 24
and concluding the fact that I am going to die from some heinous illness. NHS is just a hypochondriac’s dream. Self ‘diagnosis’ at it’s worst.
I'm so achey.
Like, flu achey. No time to be flu-achey.