fajrdrako | Thursday...

An odd day... bizarrely stressful, most of it, but I'm feeling all right now. I had an emotional breakdown that embarrasses me - I don't usually lose control, and didn't want to, then. But I did. A disappointment that should have been manageable triggered way too much distress. I felt so fragile. Is that a consequence of the surgery?

I went to work for an hour or so. I was tired and upset, but working helped me focus a little.

Then I went to see my doctor, my regular GP, who had been getting regular, somewhat alarming, reports from the hospital over the period of my surgery. She said that from the reports, she expected me to look far more sick than I do now. This was rather reassuring.

To my disappointment, none of the reports she received actually mentioned the number of gallstones I was harbouring, so I still don't know.

I then went home and discovered my new computer was not working. I couldn't turn it on. That distressed me further. I napped.

The I went out for dinner with a bunch of friends at a local pub. That was terrific, and they made me feel much better with their concern and friendliness. They even gave me a nice card. Because I was feeling jittery from a tough day, I had a drink I discovered online, called "Sex With the Captain". You can see why that would appeal to me.

SEX WITH THE CAPTAIN

When I got home, I consulted Sheila, who advised me on how to fix my computer. So it's fine now. Still... I'm not too happy that it does that at all: I had the same problem a couple of weeks ago. Lil thinks I should return it to the shop.