I had an early night last night and still didn't make it to lunch time today without a nap

There was a wedding, I stayed awake and upright

Last Saturday I had far too long a day.

Leaving early to linger at the groom's families house and enjoy fresh croissants while managing to not get any crumbs on my hired suit.

Then hours of photographs, first at the Chinese garden and then at the venue itself.  By the time the ceremony started I was already exhausted.

The ceremony was nice enough.  The bride's family came bearing many swords.  She is from "sword guy" people - it explains a lot.

The catering at the venue was delicious.  Glenfalloch does ok.

I was out of the house about 14 hours.

The next day I should have stayed in bed, but I stupidly went to the post-wedding BBQ instead.

So come Monday my body was in utter revolt.  Even sitting up was painful, nausea inducing and tiring.  I didn't make it out of the house until Wednesday for a simple errand to brain pokery (a cynical questionnaire clearly designed by ACC to shift blame onto parents so it can deny coverage, which we only got a fraction of the way through in the session) and then left me exhausted again.

So now after a week of my body failing me entirely I have entered the no longer taking gabapentin at all phase of the weaning off process.  The next couple of weeks could get fairly unpleasant.

Didn't sleep because stupid anger and a sore arm

I got my bivalent COVID booster and my flu shot yesterday.  Both in the left arm, so it ached last night and still isn't feeling great this evening.

Not much going on in my life except for being too fucking busy and having nothing to show for it.

Stag Do was on Sunday.  Was just nerds sitting around chatting and tasting fancy Kapiti Coast gins.  On the way there I had finally dropped off the Lego helicopter for Oli's spawn's birthday - about a month late.

Being down on the final reduction of the pain meds before I stop them entirely, especially on the second week of the drop, means things are fairly shit.  Everything hurts rather a lot.

The anger I mentioned in the title is about my pharmacist tweaking my meds in a way I think she thought was helpful but I have realised is actually going to be a pain in the arse.  I suspect if I explain she will probably undo it - but I shouldn't have to.  I didn't give her permission to overrule my GP, especially when she did it based on misinformed assumptions and without asking.  And it has me pissed off.