Horrible night

Gawd!
I feel awful!
My back hurts,
my leg hurts,
my neck hurts,
my head hurts.

I was called to PPTH once again yesterday evening and I didn't see anything of James the other day 'cause he was still at the mall when I had to leave.

When I arrived at my office, there was already coffee waiting for me - I have no clue who left it there.
So I thought "Hey, why not first have that coffee and then flip through the file and call the ducklings?"
A few minutes after I had the coffee I fell asleep on my chair.

I awoke slightly deranged, rubbed my face and had another coffee from the same can which made me curl up on my sofa where I awoke around 5am this morning.

I'm almost sure I was drugged.
Some sick-minded person put barbiturates into the coffee, I had my blood tested half an hour ago!
Must be the same person who beeped me to PPTH.

I'm pissed off because I know by now that someone's trying to drive a wedge between Jim and me. I don't want to think about his mood and how he waited for me yesterday evening.
I think I should get a new beeper or just ignore it's calls the next days.