Well I was supposed to be going out last night, but thanks to the ministrations of my mum and aunt, who works in the Royal, I was off to work. Oh I was pissed off about that. All the lads were off to the Limelight, and D took great pleasure in texting me constantly letting me know how much fun they were having. While I was stuck in Gods waiting room.
I was feeling rough all night. Thought it was just residual anger but it turns out I was actually sick. Around 5 in the morning I turned into a horrible, vomity mass of pus.
The main nurse I was working with told me just to go home as it turns out they don't like you vomiting round patients. Which is a sound policy I think.
I couldn't leave right away as the gates were locked. So I lay on a sofa feeling sorry for myself until I could leave. Of course, I had to go and do my home care work after that which was no end of fun. As soon as I got home I got back into bed and stayed there all day. Very comfy.
Well I'm rousing myself now and throwing a lot of painkillers down my neck. Going down to see the girlfriend later and I'm looking forward to that.
Well I'll update this tomorrow and give you all the goss.
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