Wednesday, 3 February 2010


I did my normal waking up in the middle of the night, then thought: that's funny, there's rather a lot of traffic going past. Perhaps I've only been asleep for half an hour. Picked up the clock and pressed the button to illuminate the face, and found it was ten past seven. I had slept for a full, unbroken eight hours. I cannot tell you how rare this is to have such a long sleep without any pills or swigs of Night Nurse.

But do I feel better for it? Well, I don't feel tired, that's for sure, but my flaming stomach feels very unsettled. I think I shall just have to pluck up the courage to slash my finger with the lancet that comes with the York Test kit, that has been sitting in the kitchen for a fortnight because I am too much of a wimp to wound myself in the cause of finding out what foods I am sensitive to. Oh, to be able to make travel plans again. I was looking at a website for Leptis Magna in Libya today. Now that's a place I'd like to visit, with all that Roman architecture. It's also home to the Gorgon's head seen above, which is a little what I looked like when I got up. But hey, don't you need jabs to visit Africa? Needles... another thing I can't abide. Perhaps I'd better stick with holidaying in Devon.

1 comment:

Perovskia said...

Yay! A full night's sleep! Isn't it great when it happens? :)