ill

It's weekend eve, which is always good.
But all is not well.

Didn't have a good day yesterday at all, on Monday i felt like a had something stuck in my throat it got a bit worse on Tuesday, by yesterday lunchtime i couldn't swallow, even water..........thing is i don't have cold or a bad chest (leave it), i have no flu symptoms at all, but was nearly in tears........ace when you work with all boys, loads of sympathy.

So off i trot to the quacks at 4.30pm, nice lady doctor, who stripped me and checked me over, told me my oesophagus was in spasm and to take these drugs and if no better by weekend, go to casualty...............great!

Home for 5.20pm, stripped bed, put winter feather quilt on, with American quilt on top (i like my head to be touching the ceiling while i'm sleeping), made lamb chops, sprouts, carrots, and jacket spud, it took me one hour to eat it, felt glum as can be, took my poorly ratty temper out on the cats and was nearly in tears when AP turned up.

Spent all night being fussed over, lying on the sofa, tried not to laugh (hurt too much), when he wrote me a cheque for Scotland and forgot to fill in the box and thought my name began with a C..................how cute is he?

I was in bed for 10pm, watched DHW'S through one eye and was spark out at 11pm.

Feel a bit better today but not eaten anything yet, so we'll see!

On the upside, coz i'm ill i get to stay in tomorrow and watch King Kong on pirate with nice Boyfriend, yippee! all my dreams have come true..........
And not a shepherds pie in site!