I overdid things yesterday. I can't bend the leg now. I can't walk as far as the kitchen. This is going to be a long day. I've hit the ibruprophen already today. 400mg hasn't touched it. Winge. Moan. Wimper.
It's pathetic really! LOL!
I'm on the sofa, with a duvet, the jeans duvet, the table turned sideways with tea and Ginger biscuits, knitting to hand, iBooks on here, Kindle on here, cats on my feet and the day stretching out in front of me. There's no post though. Good or bad? LOL. Who knows.
But I've made a decision or three whilst I've been lying on the sofa.
And it's about more than cups of tea. However, I'm tired and doped now - they don't touch the pain but they mong my brain out.
I'll finish this later,