No breakfast, no lunch. Got to work and found one of my team still there from work he started the previous evening and he didn't get away until the early afternoon. Poor Stan.
Got some good news about the progress of my teeth and then back to work to fault after server failure after bigger server failure, partway through which I got tired enough and stressed enough that the troublesome socket burst again and I was fighting down mouthfuls of blood. Barely able to think.
Off to an emergency dentists and all stitches removed, the clot scraped out, LOTS more stitches until the bleeding stopped and then the too long journey home from Glenfield.
If it weren't for Dan communicating updates to people I don't know how I would have got through the afternoon.
At least I have some antibiotics to treat the other socket that's infected and which has probably been the cause of my feverishness and feeling ill.
I know many people in the world are going through much worse right now and I've no idea how they cope.
This is about all I can handle.
Thank God for Lynette to get me from place to place and give me a reason not to give up.
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