Wot?! You've blown my cover! Now you know that my friend with RSD has a terrible "carer" who staggers around in pain, can't walk half the time, has no energy, and is miserably depressed. And eats all the chocolate.

As for this weekend: You must call your mates and say H.E.L.P. What sort of help? 1. Get van and haul your equipment from uni to mum's house. 2. Haul their selves to your mum's house for Sat/Sun. 3. Overnight mail 20 books/music on CD. This is NOT a time for pride. You have a nice freshly healed lap to show off and display.
xoxoxoxo