Day 1 ended and at least I slept until 2.30 but was still woken by the pain. I shall have to persevere whether I like it or not. Talking of knots, Mal has what he calls dys-spacia and was trying to put a sling on my arm using a first aid manual to help. He was so confused I laughed and it hurt. Then there was the problem of building a mound of pillows to support me so I didn’t pull the torn muscle.
