On Thursday morning I had been due to attend a face-to-face appointment at my surgery, which I'd booked approximately 3 weeks ago. As seems to be par for the course these days, I had spent Wednesday night unable to sleep, mainly due to menopausal symptoms (hot flushes and sweats) keeping me awake. I could remember looking at the time on my clock, aware that I would soon need to start getting ready for my appointment.
Much to my horror, I then realise that it's several hours later and I've missed my surgery appointment, which had actually been to discuss getting started on HRT. Lack of sleep had clearly caught up with me. I felt so annoyed with myself and frustrated that I would have to go through the process of booking another appointment. This then resulted in a tension headache.
A while later, I then discovered that there had been a phone call from my surgery while I had been asleep. The phone had been all of about a foot away from me, but I had obviously been in such a deep sleep that I had been oblivious to the sound of it ringing. Anyway, as if I wasn't already feeling bad enough about having missed my appointment, I later discovered that my surgery had e-mailed me too, with what can best be described as a politely worded telling off. It was fair enough.
