This morning I woke up and the pain I wrote about yesterday was worse. Still I tried to get up. Mr H helped me get dressed. It took me 45 minutes to accept I was not going to work. Instead Mr H drove me to the hospital. I have written about the issues at work before. Last March when I was in hospital for 2 days and off work a total of 6 days, I received a number of unsupportive messages, mainly how it was just …
