Owww, owwwww, ::rolls over and seeks sympathy::

I spent last night curled up in the fetal position, rolling around in agony clutching my stomach thinking I was going to die. In the end Dave being the darling that he is bundled me into taxi and took me to Hospital in Paddington, where we sat about waiting in casualty. Eventually a (rather cute) doctor came across a prodded and poked me, told me that it could be my appendix playing up and if the pain should get any worse, or if it should come back I should admit myself sharpish to the nearest hospital… joy.

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