Slowly picking up normal life still. Washing, dishwashing. Work e-mails and calls. But also dozing on the sofa after nearly falling asleep holding knitting needles. Playing games on my phone, learning about new functions in the game. Getting annoyed again by the neighbours loud thumping music.
The hospital called to reschedule my appointment for a week later, but I expressed my disappointment and said I was hoping to be signed off for work. She relented, and the appointment remains. Some other bugger will be messed around.