I saw my doctor this morning, who poked my leg and told me what it was, which I immediately forgot, as you do. But it was something along the lines of trapping my sciatic nerve sleeping and the reason it hurts more than usual is because something's inflamed. The upshot was that I need to take ibuprofen for two weeks whether it hurts or not.

Not only does it still hurt but my right leg's got in on the act too. Bits of my body do have a tendency to come out in sympathy with each other. My bunny hot water bottle on my back last night was very nice, and lavendery smelling. And I am finding it quite useful to have a spare half of my bed so I can throw it out when it's cold and in my way.

Now I have my bookcases sitting at work. I can't lift them because my hands are too small to get hold of them - so I can't even tell how heavy they are. And I can't drive down to work to pick them up with someone else's help because I can't use my legs. And if I did have them here, they're going to go where I currently have piles of crates - which I can't move because that wouldn't help.

On the plus side, Lovefilm managed to send me The Invasion disk 2 and they are actually posting me Press Gang series 1 disk 1. So we're getting there. Slowly.

Although at work today I had to write a database for such a horrible project that by the time I finished it at 4pm (when admittedly, I could do with a lie-down usually, I don't really do afternoons) my brain had dribbled out of my ears.

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