DH is away and I am having a fibromylagia flare up after having salmonella.
My house is a tip after Ds had dystroyed it bit by bit and I do not have the strength to pick up after him. I having dragged myself into work the last two days and am now in agony and so tired. I feel like I am being stabbed in my wrists and ankles.
Please asure me that Ds will survive in a untidy house for two more days with toys all over and an unswept kitchen floor and he will not have long term effects of having biscuits for breakfast because I do not have the strength to argue and nearly wall to wall telly and I pad.