cakes alas, it was my local Waitrose. Often, with the reduction they had it means it's a store specific reduction, but you never know. Might be worth looking!
I'm having another IBS attack, but also have been a little bunged up, so am in denial hoping it's "just" this and a glass of prune juice will sort me. It won't. Have taken some codeine as before I've taken paracetamol at this point, and a few hours later I've been vommiting with the pain, and thus can't take it then. So I feel bad as it's too much for the pain now, but potentially won't be enough later. I'm also hugely reluctant to take the buscopan prescribed for some reason. Just doesn't feel right.
Gizzard's nagging me to be let out (they're shut-ins overnight). And there's a giagantic slug near their food bowls that I can't reach to get rid of because it hurts my tummy too much...I shall call him Harold and I shall live with him until DH is up.
DH is meant to be having a relaxing day today (it's about the only day he's gonna get off for a while) and I now feel terrible because if the IBS gets bad again, he'll insist on taking me to hospital again. Silly, I know as getting stressed about it's only gonna make the IBS worse.
I'm also going away next weekend and am just so paranoid something like IBS is going to happen whilst I'm at my brothers. They've got a newborn in the house, so the last thing they need is ambulance calling (boys will be drinking) just because I'm having an attack. Can't exactly ask a BF SIL to drive the 40mins in the middle of the night can I!
Gizzard's trying to climb anywhere he knows is naughty in an attention seeking effort to be let out.
Oh dear. Harold's gone AWOL!
At least I don't have work to contend with...