I have a 5,000 word case study to write, a book to finish, reading to do, jobs to search for and applications to complete, a party to plan, and what am I doing? Looking at camouflaged cats on the Daily Mail website. Yet another problem with Dermot meant the tech had to come out, yet again, and fix him before I could go on today. He's now mended thankfully, but it's only a matter of time before he teases me again with his non-compliance. I love Dermy, but he pisses me off sometimes. Anyway, late start = late finish and I wasn't done and wiped down until 8:30; by the time I'd eaten and let my mind unfurl in front of the TV for an half and hour (I flicked between Only Connect and Man vs Food) it was past 9 and I was not inclined to start doing anything cerebral. I was sold on home dialysis as soon as someone said "no fluid restriction" but having extra time to do all my..stuff...was another massive benefit. So why is it I now seem to have less? I got an hour...
Living, if not always loving, life on the UK transplant list.