Boring medical update

Yesterday: mediocre, certainly not solving any Rubik's Cubes. Rejoiced in my status as tool-using simian by seeking out powerful fridge magnet instead of attempting to pick up pins from carpet by hand. Take THAT, universe! Pan sapiens pride!

Today…

Tremor (on scale of 0–5 none–worst): bad, bad, bad, 4–5 here at work.
Weakness: Not bad, just the shakes encouraging me to take things easy. (Easy!—as though I ever try to lift more than a litre bottle of milk large cat these days anyway.)

Sleep last night: Gotta be 8 hours or almost. Woke naturally (or was it the cat howling outside?) before radio alarm stuck its oar in
Stressful situations?: in the future…

Concentration: Normal, comparatively speaking
Balance: Only one "whoa-drat-that-was-close" moment within an hour or so of waking up…
Dopey: Actually bright as a button, comparatively speaking
Speech: Stammering in front of colleagues
Eyes: fine, haven't been scummy either
Temperature: Too hot last night wearing vest, sweatshirt and two duvets. Oh siblings, you don't know how delightful that felt.

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