Thank god Jack's carer, Marion, was in last night cos I just wouldn't have had the energy to shower him and put him to bed. Holly was a total star, doing housework even though she wasn't feeling too great either.
This morning she has been sneezing loudly like an old man, making me jump and moaning and groaning, doing her dying duck routine. We both cope with being unwell differently: she is quite vocal about it whether it be sneezing, coughing or blowing her nose at mega decibels interspersed with deep groans and mutterings that I can't hear, never mind understand, whereas I just die quietly! It is annoying and funny at the same time, if you know what I mean.
We are both having a hard time right now. She has fallen out with her dad, big time and being met with a wall of silence and I am dealing with my own stuff re their dad. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
The kids break up for the Easter holidays after school today so I am so looking forward to mornings when I don't have to rush around like a mad thing. Holly still has to go into school a couple of times for study club as her exams are at the end of April beginning of May. In the meantime, she is still rehearsing for Fiddler on the Roof and Friends and Neighbours which is shown next Thursday.
The special needs holiday play scheme for kids 12+ which myself and a friend have been campaigning for, will be up and running for the Easter holidays although there is not enough staff yet for children like Jack who require 2 people to look after him but hopefully they will get it sorted for the summer. It just goes to prove that some things are worth fighting for. My friend, Audrey, once jokingly likened me to a terrier with a bone.....once I get my teeth into it, I just don't let go. What? Who me?
My thyroid is playing up and is under active again. So my pills have been adjusted but I am really annoyed! In fact, annoyed doesn't even cover it, pissed off is more like it. Why can't it just totally die and give me peace instead of this dying by degrees crap it's putting me through!
When I was saying this to my friend Kathy at the weekend, she couldn't stop laughing at my indignation at being inconvenienced by the bloody thing! Well, really, I haven't got time to be ill don't you know, too much going on, places to go, people to see and the damn thing just keeps messing with my groove! It has been bugging my happiness for 20 years now, ever since they zapped it with radio therapy when they were aiming at my tumour. I feel like giving it another zap myself just to give it a taste of it's own medicine but then yours truly will reap the rewards of that one too.
My indignation knows no bounds! Fuckity fuck fuck fuck!
This morning she has been sneezing loudly like an old man, making me jump and moaning and groaning, doing her dying duck routine. We both cope with being unwell differently: she is quite vocal about it whether it be sneezing, coughing or blowing her nose at mega decibels interspersed with deep groans and mutterings that I can't hear, never mind understand, whereas I just die quietly! It is annoying and funny at the same time, if you know what I mean.
We are both having a hard time right now. She has fallen out with her dad, big time and being met with a wall of silence and I am dealing with my own stuff re their dad. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
The kids break up for the Easter holidays after school today so I am so looking forward to mornings when I don't have to rush around like a mad thing. Holly still has to go into school a couple of times for study club as her exams are at the end of April beginning of May. In the meantime, she is still rehearsing for Fiddler on the Roof and Friends and Neighbours which is shown next Thursday.
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The special needs holiday play scheme for kids 12+ which myself and a friend have been campaigning for, will be up and running for the Easter holidays although there is not enough staff yet for children like Jack who require 2 people to look after him but hopefully they will get it sorted for the summer. It just goes to prove that some things are worth fighting for. My friend, Audrey, once jokingly likened me to a terrier with a bone.....once I get my teeth into it, I just don't let go. What? Who me?
My thyroid is playing up and is under active again. So my pills have been adjusted but I am really annoyed! In fact, annoyed doesn't even cover it, pissed off is more like it. Why can't it just totally die and give me peace instead of this dying by degrees crap it's putting me through!
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When I was saying this to my friend Kathy at the weekend, she couldn't stop laughing at my indignation at being inconvenienced by the bloody thing! Well, really, I haven't got time to be ill don't you know, too much going on, places to go, people to see and the damn thing just keeps messing with my groove! It has been bugging my happiness for 20 years now, ever since they zapped it with radio therapy when they were aiming at my tumour. I feel like giving it another zap myself just to give it a taste of it's own medicine but then yours truly will reap the rewards of that one too.
My indignation knows no bounds! Fuckity fuck fuck fuck!
