If my life were a television soap opera, the title of this episode would be “a bit out of it”. I’ve lost count of how many times I have said that today.
The doctor proclaimed that I’m fine after looking at me in one of his trademark five-second colsultations, but I’m not convinced that he took the possibility of concussion in to account. I am still “out of it”, I’m struggling to concentrate, my sentence structure is fairly horrendous and my ability to type letters in the correct order is not all that it should be. I’ll give it some time, but if this keeps up, I will be seeking a second opinion.
In the meantime, I’m looking forward to passing to the police on to the details of the calls made from my phone after it was stolen. Yes, these thieves were of the thick variety. Some sleep would also be nice, but is proving to be elusive.
Samuel