...given the plants/seedlings their first drink in 2 days (it was raining the other three times), sorted and taken out the recycling and rubbish and listened to Steve talk about his poo's 💩, which I really didn't need to hear, described in so much detail, so soon after eating.
I'm now on the verge of throwing up and in a great deal of pain, but that doesn't seem to matter to anyone, least of all my carer.
Just gotta put in another 3 hours and I'll be through the magic 90 hours this week. Assuming I don't throw up too much this afternoon, that should be really achievable considering my carer is prolly gonna spend the vast majority of this afternoon asleep and I'll have to make sure that he keeps breathing, no matter how cruddy I'm feeling.
Such is my life I guess <shrug>
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