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My grand news of the morning is that I pulled a small muscle while coughing. Breathing only hurts from some directions and I can sleep fine as long as I remain on one side. It gives me a wonderful excuse to avoid housework, therefore, with only a little pain (as long as I'm careful) and some mild inconvenience. It's proof I overdid things last week, for that is when such things happen to me. It's my body's way of wagging its finger and sending me to a corner.

This means I have to do sitting down work - no housework. Look at my sad face. Oh, there isn't one...

If I were to book myself in for a roadworthy check right now, I rather suspect I would be pulled up on many points. The teeth, though, are not one of them. They all connect on the right side and most on the left also work normally. I had forgotten that teeth actually connected! This is why we put up with daft situations: we've had them for so long we completely forget what things are supposed to be like. This is why a broken leg is preferable to something that goes wrong so slowly that we accustom ourselves to it. Not that I'm asking for a broken leg. It would cramp my teaching style.

And in real news, I have a steaming hot cup of English Breakfast tea in front of me. It needs my close attention.

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I need chocolate. And coffee. And pain relievers. I started the day with a pulled muscle in the ribcage area and now I have PMT. Serious things are easier to deal with than little dramas, I suspect. Especially now, when I have just developed hiccups and every time I hiccup it hurts and then I get angry.

Yes, well, there are bigger things in life. I'll remember them when I stop hiccuping. The rhythm is hic-ouch-up *anger smoulders*, hic-ouch-up *anger smoulders*. If you want to play at home along with me, you will need codeine. If you don't want to supply your own PMT, you're welcome to mine.

I'm going to make Ethiopian coffee (the spicy sort without much caffeine) and find me a heat pack and some chocolate. In my next life I'll be male and not have the PMT. In this life, I'm just hanging out for menopause and the end of hiccups.