All my appointments have ended up on two days. So I am about to go out to Chadstone to have my hair washed, then into the city for an appt with my shrink, then collect my old x-rays from GP (sent down from Ballarat) so I have them for the clinic tomorrow, then have lunch & get to Fitzroy to see my Neuro to get the results of the latest MRI.

I could probably skip the hair washing if my neuro weren't so Bourgeoise. The slightly manky smell of the Contraption is going to be challenging enough for him. It will also make me feel nicer, I guess. It's not really cool enough for my beret.

Then home to collapse for a while before the lovely Ms M comes to help change the manky contraption - never let it be said I don't know how to show a girl a good time. At least we'll have a giggle & food after.

All this on under 5 hours sleep per night for past three days... I already feel a bit teary. Grrr!