Sleep Is Dangerous

I can’t believe I have injured myself whilst sleeping. I’m typing this sitting side on to the keyboard, head pointing down because I can’t move. I seem to have pulled some muscle(s) in my neck and I can’t move my head. Up, down, left, right – all options are out. I’m permanently looking at the world over my left shoulder.

Rae’s coming home soon to take me off to the doctor; I’m heading back to the hot water bottle.