Recovery

Had the day off today, which was lucky, as I was shattered.
Didn’t get to the cricket this morning waiting for the gardener to come, and was stuck at home again in the afternoon waiting for the plumber who didn’t come. In between I got some small chores done, but overall a very uneventful day, which suited me fine. I thought I’d be back to normal today after my weekend on call, because I slept both nights, but no. I guess I’m not as young as I used to be, sadly. Maybe it’s a bit of an insight into the lives of health professionals in the rest of the world this year – working long days in full PPE, watching patients dying and colleagues getting sick all around you. Counting my blessings once again!