I remembered the reason I stopped leaving the house.  The more cystic tumours in my toxic nodular goitre were pretty swollen for a couple of days and had me feeling like I had something stuck in my throat, often for hours at a time.  It was pretty damn draining.

Reminded how much my illness makes my decisions for me when when a muscle spasm and then cramp had me flailing around at D&D tonight.  Even a couple of hours later my thigh still really aches from it.