Then, the next train was back at the platform 100m away. It was cancelled as I was waiting.

I finally get on a train, and got to Ingleheim, got off, and scoot home on the chair, which I had left parked near the station, because in Mainz, from regular platforms to the FX bank is a few steps. That stupid Plaform 11.

In summation, I used up too much of "on my feet" time, and am can't go to tonight's jam session, which I was looking forward to.

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Heh. It turns out, the big reason I'm so cranky this morning is I woke early, and forgot to take my pain meds, and it crept up on me. It's insidious that way.

Anyway, I've since injested them, and am feeling much better.

Which is a relative thing: my "feeling much better" would set many here to involuntary groaning or screaming, were it suddenly applied. It's still very much there, if I look for it, but (now) within the realms of bearablility.

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Sometimes, I think my pain meds aren't doing squat.

Then, there's times like this morning, when I forgot, and am soon reminded that they work very well indeed. They have since been ingested, and it's going back to the "normal dull roar."

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