Warning — a certain amount of self-pity follows:
I was supposed to be studying today. Instead my day looked like this:
Lemsip for the awful cold that has reached the horrible hacking cough stage;
Dentinox for the unspeakable toothache that kept me up half the night but is still “non-localised pain” and so the dentist can’t do anything about it;
Soft, squishy knitting because sometimes that is just what you need.
Tomorrow will be better, right?