I still have a sore throat.
I drive to work in the dark and back home in the dark. Depressing.
I think I'd be worthy of a medal that I came to work nevertheless. It cost me quite an effort to come here today.
Last Saturdaynight there was this invitation for dinner with PTs parents. PT himself wasn't there. He was ill. (He wrote an email that he was so VERY sorry that he wasn't able to be with us at the dinner) But the dinner was delicious and the whole evening was very nice.
I'll invite them back, to my home for dinner. I'm thinking about if I should invite PT and his brother too. I guess it would be better if I'd not.
I need advice, what to cook. I have no clue.
Today is swim training. I still am not allowed to run. The doctor said last Wednesday at least no running for 14 days. I have an appointment with a physiotherapist Friday in a week.
Strange, I never had so much appointments with doctors etc. in my life ever before.
4:40 pm - November 16, 2009
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