Start at 0745, after dropping boys off, managed to get back 1630. Pumped full of nasty but curing drugs. Tired, exhausted now, but strangely not as bad as last week yet. Long may this continue. Will monitor whilst reading or listening to book in bed and try to drop off – a bit wired though. One more day/treatment for the week end and one third through my cycle. One third – better than a quarter which sounds so great. Less than a half which does not. A silly fraction but I suppose they all are – if fractions are infinite then why have whole numbers because by right they do not exist! Continuing proof that Mathematics is the biggest area of debate of them all – definitely not a Science but an Art. At least Science has the sense to try and disprove its axioms with experiment. And before anyone gets started I know that History is just interpretation and making stuff up that suits but maybe because of that it is so damned useful in life.
Tried to eat some pizza tonight. It seemed like a good idea at the time but friction was high – although stuffed crust helped – and currently it feels like a brick in the stomach. It is odd no matter how old you get one still does daft things that you know you should not do. Like the grandpa on the trampoline or the parent trying to win the parents’ race at sport’s day. Crazy when the result is just a knackered back, a torn hamstring/achilles with only the possible compensation of £250 from ‘You’ve been framed’. I will say that I have learned my lesson and then make an error similar tomorrow…or the same one in weeks/months to come.
Alison says I have been awesome today…and I love her, as always, for it. Sweet dreams.