The acid test...

Those who know me well will tell you that I'm not the complaining type, I'm the really complaining type. Yes, I always seem to have something wrong with me, or at least that's the impression I seem to give to others (so I'm told). To be honest, I'm generally fit and healthy, but I've stopped jogging these past few weeks due to having a cold, and I do feel the (bad) effects of that. Moreover, I have a killer sore throat, the sort that stops you eating toast for breakfast (what else is there?), and last night I had such a bad attack of acid: I say "attack" because it felt like what I imagine a heart attack must feel like, only I suppose a heart attack must feel much worse. I must admit though, I came close to calling the doctor: I had to stand up straight (I couldn't go to bed, lying down makes it worse), in front of the fire, till quarter to One in the morning. Painfully boring. I took a tablet for it, which has the side effect of making me dizzy, but I couldn't avoid taking one last night. Anyways I'm going to see a consultant at the Hospital about it, it's been going on too long. As regards jogging...I now have a good reason to start up again, and a great challenge ahead of me that will test my mettle: I've managed, along with Paul, to land a place on the "Great North Run". Crap.