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Well, I've worked out what went wrong. I was supposed, having been asked by mrph to house-sit while the new carpet was installed, to have been arriving there about eight, courtesy of Jus.
Last night I was drugged and tired, so I fell asleep before Jus got home. I had been going to remind him that I needed to be at James' place, but, being asleep, I couldn't. So he didn't wake me this morning, and therefore I wasn't at James'.
Diligent phoning finally roused me, and I made it to James' place exactly as the carpetfitter arrived. So all is good, except for having necessitated James not going into work this morning, for which I am frightfully sorry.
I am now home and in need of tea, drugs, and a lie-down.
The DVT Team have just got back to me, and I have a scan scheduled at 2:30 this afternoon. I'll let you all know how things are going when I get back.
Thanks for all the kind words. I'm really surprised how firm a grip the venlafaxine has on me. I cut down from 225mg/day to 75mg/day with virtually…
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