fighting fit.. actually not that fit. At least I managed to survive in school to brave through 2 tests. But after that I just had to visit a doctor. In the end, I got referred to A&E, had to take another bottle of blood (that's 4 bottles from me now), and have to take another on Wednesday (that's 5 bottles!)
Yeah, and all this in the last few weeks of my poly days. Is there a better time for this to happen? Can only see people going out joyfully while I sleep like a pig at home. Well, that isn't a bad thing anyway.
