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ARGH. I feel ok otherwise, but today I am having one of my "I really can't see" days. I don't know quite how to quantify that. It's as if someone's dropped milk in my eyes. And they sting, as if they've got chilli in them. And looking at things hurts, the way trying to look at the sun hurts. All the time they're open, I'm getting powerful signals to shut them. My H2S levels must be right up, again. Refer to icon for how I feel about that, and I'd better get on top of it because that's very, very ungood if it continues and I don't fancy spending Wobs in The Hell Box.[1]
Not worried. I know what to do. I am doing it.
I'm going to do my outstanding Wobs shopping today, which isn't such a bad thing. I know where I'm going and fortunately I am only looking for large objects (I mean, a jumper is still a jumper, even when it's a very blurry jumper).
[1] Which is what it feels like if I get a relapse - as if you're in a thin, dark metal box that snugly fits you, and there are people beating on the outside of it.
Not worried. I know what to do. I am doing it.
I'm going to do my outstanding Wobs shopping today, which isn't such a bad thing. I know where I'm going and fortunately I am only looking for large objects (I mean, a jumper is still a jumper, even when it's a very blurry jumper).
[1] Which is what it feels like if I get a relapse - as if you're in a thin, dark metal box that snugly fits you, and there are people beating on the outside of it.