Feared up. →[More:]I finished work this afternoon and won't be back in the office for a few weeks. My bag is packed and ready - I had to buy new nightwear that (a) was fit to be seen and (b) has got buttons down the front (so I don't have to be pulling things over my head). It is so unbelievably frigging frumpy you wouldn't believe.
At my pre-op tests last week they said I have a very low resting heart rate. Well tonight I can feel it thumping in my chest. It's 10.30 here and I'm about to make dinner. I can't eat or drink anything after 6am tomorrow so I'm eating late tonight.
I don't think I'll sleep much. Help me make it through the night, bunnies!