Waiting for Batman to call...

Very naughty Pesto brought me a bat in the middle of the night who is now tucked up in an ice cream tub with a broken wing I think. I have been in touch with the Bat-line but nobody has phoned me back yet. Poor wee thing - at least it's in the warm now.

Feeling grim again - hot cold and achey. I only mention it as a record for me so I can report to my consultant next time I have chemo. So...it's off to bed early!
Night night all. Hx