Meh....

Good day dearest Reader

I did not post anything yesterday due to feeling like death warmed up, actually no, not that I think it was more like just dying.  I woke early with a splitting headache and feeling very sick.  It was so very bad I hardly knew what to do with myself to get some relief.  Now bear in mind I was supposed to be going to the hospital yesterday to get my stitches removed and as I had hoped be signed back 'fit for work'.

After throwing up a few times and God only knows where all the crap came from as I hadn't eaten nor drunk anything so there was a lot of dry retching going on and of course I brought up my tablets which worried me more.  Just 20 mins before my appointment time I made the decision to try and make it there, it was one of the most difficult things I have done (little bucket in hand).  I managed to see the Registrar who took one look at me and the wound which was still open and said there was no way he would be taking the stitches out as it could all split open and even though I said I thought the antibiotics were making me ill he insisted that I carry on with them and also said I need a further course...so I have to make an appointment with the nurse on Weds, one of Fri when I must get another course of antibiotics and then return to see him again next Monday.  I think the Adrenaline was coursing through my veins at the time and so thankfully I wasn't sick in there and no one even questioned my clutching my little bucket (lol).

Got out and was very nearly sick in the road :(, when you feel as bad as that dear Reader you actually couldn't give a flying cluck for where you are and nor who is looking on - rather like when you are about to give birth, nature just takes over....We go back to my mums and I was throwing up like a good 'un into my little bucket which I had to keep emptying - where was it all coming from???And with each episode a knife was stabbing through my brain - I seriously did think I could quite happily die rather than go through all that.  I did think of all the people who must go through feeling like this when having Chemo treatment etc and I take my hat off to them.  I don't think I could be that resilient.

On waking up this morning I knew I immediately felt better, I am not quite right but like a million zillion percent better than I felt yesterday :) life is good again and I can once again take on the world, well almost :)).  Will carry on taking the anti emetic meds and hope for the best - I should be back to normal tomorrow :D,

So, other news...my lovely Lady went up to bonny Scotland to Gleneagles with work yesterday and is flying back today.  I am looking forward to her being safely back on Terra Firma and although we had originally planned for me to go and stay over there tonight I think I shall stay here at my mother's as I want to feel completely well again before going over and I certainly don't want to spread or pass on any nasty germs to any of them.  So will go over tomorrow afternoon and so I can be there for the babysitting in the evening and again on Thursday.

I am making plans once again in my head about selling my house and deciding the best thing to do with the proceeds, whether to buy another place or invest the money somewhere - my only fear being that if I don't buy another house/bungalow/flat then I may just go through the money and have zilch left for my retirement.  Of course years ago that would not have worried me as my husband had always provided for us and our family and only since leaving him have I had to fend for myself completely, I'm still not really used to living hand to mouth or maybe its because I just don't earn enough to support my lifestyle.

I cant afford even to have my boiler serviced tho I guess if I sell my house I will have to do that for the legal  bits to go through properly.  I shall have fun getting the house ready for sale (NOT) lol