To the doctor. Told I had a virus. And that recent blood tests were normal. She also gave me a lecture about stress and taking deep breaths and then blood pressure taken and this normal "for a nervous patient like you". Grrr. But oddly reassuring. I know, however, that I am heartily sick of hanging about at the quacks.

Otherwise the day spent snoozing, listening to the radio, messaging MJ about a wide variety of things, and reading. Which would have been an excellent day apart from feeling dire.