Now, we all know I like a good whine. but I'm bored of whining now. My hayfever's been attrocious this year; bad enough that I've not slept. That's pretty rare for me, to have hayfever bad enough that it wakes me or stops me sleeping. Traditionally night's been the time when I could forget about my hayfever. But not this year; I've not had a solid night's sleep for about a week. I wake at 4:30am-ish, sneezing, coughing, barely able to breathe. If I'm lucky (like last night) I can eventually get back to sleep - but it takes a long time. And then I'll wake up at 5:30 or 6:30 to the same problem. I usually give up then, because by the time I get back to sleep it'll be time for me to get up.
I am, therefore, clattering unhappily towards complete exhaustion. I note, looking at my account, that the money for my prescription payment certificate's been debited, so I shall make an appointment to see my GP this week. Hopefully I can get the nasal spray and the referal to Guy's in London, where I can get some kind of allergy treatment. I can't go on like this; I'm so tired I'll end up doing something dumb at work.