Living with Boris
On a couple of occasions at the supermarket, over the last few months, I've had difficulty in focussing on the items on the shelves. Not so much visually as mentally, it all becomes a sickening blur.
Then, yesterday afternoon, I started getting a headache behind my left eye.
All this has led me to the conclusion that I may have a brain tumour. If I have, I shall call him Boris.
This morning, my wife remarked that I sounded congested, so I took a Sudafed and an Ibuprofen. Boris liked that, because he seems to be quiet now.