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Yesterday, a note arrived from the hospital telling me that I had another appointment next week. This is a bit worrying, since last week I was told that I was signed off and didn't need to come back. I do hope nothing weird showed up on that last x-ray.
Yesterday also seems to have been one of those days when I am wearing the psychic equivalent of a large sign reading "hallo chatty mad people, pleas come and talk to me". At the post office, twice on the bus, at a bus stop and in the library, I was cornered by chatty strangers with personal hygiene issues, eager to tell me (in extreme detail) how they organised their family birthday cards, their dealings with social services and all about global warming. I really should have stayed at home.
Meanwhile, to cheer everyone up, here is some jelly (or jello, if you prefer).
Yesterday also seems to have been one of those days when I am wearing the psychic equivalent of a large sign reading "hallo chatty mad people, pleas come and talk to me". At the post office, twice on the bus, at a bus stop and in the library, I was cornered by chatty strangers with personal hygiene issues, eager to tell me (in extreme detail) how they organised their family birthday cards, their dealings with social services and all about global warming. I really should have stayed at home.
Meanwhile, to cheer everyone up, here is some jelly (or jello, if you prefer).