Having got to bed at 4am and got up again at 8.30 for the hotel breakfast (mmm, bacon - don't tell my cardiologist), I got all excited to find 2 text messages on my phone. Were they from friends wishing me a healthy new year? No, the first was from the hospital reminding me I have an appointment with my electrophysiologist on Friday, and the second was from the community health service reminding me I have an assessment for another round of cardiac rehab (not with the ones I'm now volunteering with) on Monday!
May you all have a happy and healthy 2020, without too much bacon. And don't worry, I'm not after the gin. xx