Shut up and sleep

After the most disturbed two nights I remember in a long time, Linnea and I did not go to London today. However, Linnea did sleep until 11 (with a number of 5-minute wakings through the night and morning) and seems pretty much caught up - or at least, no longer hideously overtired.

Rob went to London and was all set to get his passport using the incredibly expensive same-day service but their computers broke so he will have to go back in another day to collect it. We might go with him. I do think it's a bit much though, since return train fare isn't trivial either, but they refused to post it special delivery when he asked, so there you go.

My throat, for the first time in a while, doesn't hurt. Linnea's nose seems to be improving, too. We may yet all get well.

Yesterday I saw a doctor and got antidepressants. Yippee. We'll have to see if they work. I ought to ask in the breastfeeding communities whether the drug is listed as ok or not.