No Sleep For Alice.

Bingo has had an operation. The ugly blood filled wart / tumour thing is gone. He feels utterly wretched as a result and is spending his time half dozing and half moaning. If I try to leave the room, he cries. If I stop touching him (it doesn't matter with which part of the body I do it; right now it's my hip and upper leg), he cries. If I use my mobile phone, he cries. If I use my computer (as I just found out now), he also cries. If I move from one position to another, he cries. If I nod off, he REALLY cries.

Tonight is going to be very, very long...