I managed to have a secret, amazing, peaceful bath at 11:00 this morning whilst Clem slept. A rare and unanticipated treat. What did I do? Wear cucumber eye patches and lie back? Meditate? Smear Elemis cleansing balm all over my head and contemplate the universe? No - that would be insane. Instead, I spent my immeasurably precious me time reading the BJA. With genuine interest and appreciation of things to take away from it. With the precious balm admittedly smeared all over my face. Once girls were in bed, I spent 3 hours searching every journal ever written to find out a specific piece of info about the NaV 1.6 sodium channel. My husband stood wistfully by the door, watching me. It was like he was looking at a complete stranger. But I had no time for niceties. The Japanese have produced some seriously high quality channelology papers since 1994. Id deal with him later. Before he headed to bed, he said I still have that sharp pain in my left iliac fossa! Was he after sympathy? He picked the wrong day and the wrong one of my personalities. If you perf at work tomorrow, get the ambulance to bypass everything between Brecon and Cardiff - just ask for the Heath. I advised. The saddest bit was that he wasnt even surprised. He just nodded in agreement and went to brush his teeth. Poor Tony.
Posted on: Tue, 08 Apr 2014 23:11:56 +0000
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