The 11th & 12th; So bored of coughing.

 The 11th of January.

It was not a good night. It took me a good few hours to fall asleep, and I'm still just exhausted from all the coughing. Hopefully tonight will be better.

This morning, I wrote up a blog post, then I spent forty minutes on hold to Uniqlo, but had to give up when I really had to go to the bathroom.

After lunch, I had another go, and after three quarters of an hour, someone eventually picked up. His name was Sergio, and he seemed to be at a loss as to where my shirts are; they're still investigating after my phone call the other day, and if I haven't heard more or received the shirts by Monday, I have to ring back, at which point they'll have more information or deem my order lost and refund me. Sigh!

For the rest of the afternoon, I have been working on the start of another practise jumper. This time, a baby raglan jumper with the right size needles, so this is going to be a more accurate representation of what the dog jumper construction should be like.

The 12th of January.

Last night was better. I actually fell asleep within a reasonable timeframe, and stayed that way. I had some stressful dreams though. I'd gone out but forgotten to put on shoes.

Today I have managed to complete the front section of the baby raglan jumper, in between coughs and leaning forward to try to suppress them. My back hurts so much, I can't stand up straight. Fortunately, the pain team have actually brought my appointment forward to this Friday but at this point I'm not optimistic they'll have anything helpful to offer me.

This afternoon, I started watching The Strain. I've had it on my list on NowTV for a while, but feared it might be too horrific. After the first two episodes, I can confirm it's quite gross. There was a bit with a wormy parasite in the morgue that I did not want to look at.

I am so bored of coughing.