Just where is the owner's manual to my body?

Apparently, lost to the ages. Well, I really could have used it last night. Woke up in the middle of the night to horrible searing pain which I try to ignore as I've taken my daily maximum Robax dose. Somehow (don't ask), I managed to get through it until it subsided (even though SuM had already woken up around 6:30 and was getting ready for (at home) work. The next thing I know is I'm waking up at 10:37 with no sign of any pain. SMH.

After that I had a pretty great day. The vision was excellent! Watched my usual TV; washed out tons of recycling containers; rescheduled my pills because of a shortened day.

And, then, I was confronted by a BIG problem. I finally tried putting my pretty mask on. I didn't even try to tie the strings around my head but I could barely breathe with it on. [Note that I have only very mild asthma!] So I have no idea of what I'm going to do when I finally go out into the city. The only thing I can think of is to cobble together my own version of a niqab which would at least be flowing and not restricting my breathing. Sigh.

Just as well I haven't called either salon to make an appointment yet.

Well, that was today's aggravation. Tomorrow, we're expecting the plumber at any time between 8 and noon. So I'd better go to bed. But, first, pills!