My back got worse today. I've definitely pulled a muscle and am being kept on distalgesics in order to do much more than shuffle round murmuring in pain. My brain feels one size too small for my brain. In general, I still feel like shit. I don't want to feel this way for Wednesday. I don't want to feel this way for Hogmanay.
I hate feeling sorry for myself. I hate so much about this. I hate going to bed around midnight so I don't see anyone online. I hate waking up early and taking half an hour to get out of bed because moving just plain hurts.