On the whole, I could do without ever waking up at half past five in the morning screaming in pain, having to go out to the local all-night supermarket because there is no more Nurofen in the house, being in so much pain by the time I get there that I pass out, and then being nearly run over by a van full of idiots driving up across the pavement on my way home, ever, ever again.
And you know what else? Sitting here still being in so much pain I have to scream, every few minutes, as it hits in waves, is really not fair at. all.
Don't know what else to do with myself, though. Nothing is helping.