Today I woke up feeling severely out of it, but I absolutely had to go to see one student because of deadlines. Took paracetamol & dihydrocodeine, and dozed on the bus for an hour. It almost worked - at least, by the time Epsom had finished having a power cut, my brain was vaguely on-line. Came home, made dinner, watched a Pokemon movie & ate the dinner, took more painkillers, made cake & ate it. I was feeling okay, but my gut is starting to do its thing again, so I honestly don't know what's going to happen. It might settle down with antacid and Tramadol, or I might have another night worshipping the gods Ralph and Hughie. Gah.
Sorry to keep going on about my evil gall bladder. Believe me, I am far more sick of it than you are.