It's Sunday

and it's 5.47am. Why am I awake? I did not plan to be awake. I planned to be very asleep. My back woke me up at 4.09, and I have not been able to sleep since. Hubby was a star, waking up at the sounds of small (OK, increasing in volume) wimper-moans and massaging my back. It consequently feels a little better, and I hope to sleep soon.

Latest theory is that I have trapped a nerve, as pain did start to radiate down my leg. It is not fun, and I'd now like to trade my body in for someone else's. I'm not too fussed whose. Can I keep my head though?!  ¶ 5:49 AM