Woke up at 2am this morning – actually sneezed myself awake. Can you believe it? I have the beginnings of a cold!
Trying to deal with it with paractemol, fluids and the powers of positive thinking.
Despite the false optimism, I can’t help wondering if they’ll anaesthetise me with a runny nose. Keeping everything crossed.
Rang the ward this morning to check they have a bed and they do. Seems to be just me and W being admitted today.
Packed my bag, again, adding a box of tissues.
I have decided against writing letters to my loved ones, but have left important paperwork in a place where it can be easily found.