The almost sleepless nights started a week ago. Vivid daydreams started around the same time.
The memory issues started day before yesterday.
I need time to myself. Time away from work. Time doing nothing except heal the fuck up. Day 8 of 8 tomorrow, then 4 days off - 2 of those days trying to do just that.
I think mum is worried - I came home to sandwiches, cake, my washing up done and the piglet cleaned out. I love her!
