Not a pleasant sight

What an unpleasant sight, my stomach after the wound healed. I just put this in because my stomach is, after a decent break, once again issuing pain. At the moment I have moved from panadol to my second strength level of pain killers with the probability of hitting the third level later.
And Alistair is off to see "Stomp Out Loud" and have a sleep-over this evening; which gives the possibility of an uninterrupted period with Alice, but that's damn all good with the belly playing up. What a nuisance life can be.