Phone therapy

After another day of high fever, things started to improve in the evening. Coincidentally, it seemed to happen around the same time that her new phone was powered on so I am not sure if it is a coincidence at all. There may be yet unknown medicinal virtues in the new Motorola handsets...
With the benefit of hindsight (writing this the next morning) the heart rate is back to near normal (BPM of a white rabbit suffering from stage fright being pulled out of a magician's hat) and the fever is way down. Let's hope for a release tomorrow (today).
A big thank you to all for the avalanche of good wishes (I didn't mean to panic anyone, but it's a daily journal and I record what goes on day by day), thanks especially for the good vibes sent through the medium of pancakes (Jeano, you're a star!)
Hopefully normal service will return soon, with a lusty bull seal coveting my arse from afar in Dun Laoghaire Harbour.
Or from not far enough for comfort...