Went to work this morning, where it was a full house. Everyone seemed to be in the Bournemouth office today. I got loads of the same questions and repeated all the answers. My mind wasn’t quite up to fully concentrating, but in a way it was good to try and think about something else.
Got to Southampton and found Willow on her own, looking rather puffy. A male nurse was with her today; he looked, according to my lovely wife, like he’d just come off the street. Willow’s doing alright with her breathing; well, as expected anyway.
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