Hi everyone,
Feel very bad doing this, but I'm going to moan.
Have had the worst week ever. Found out on Wednesday that dh's much beloved grandad had died, which meant a distraught dh. Ever one to bottle his feelings, he turned down my offer of a nice meal out that evening, and went off to play football to take his mind off it. One of his colleagues pushed him over, and we ended up in a and e, and he was went home strapped up with a broken collar bone, his writing arm as well.
My dad offered us a curry that same night to help us out, I'd been craving one for days, and then when I ate it it tasted completely wrong, and I ended up crying because I was so upset.
Thursday I had to take dh to fracture clinic, 6-8 weeks not using his arm. Then I booked the flights to go to the funeral in France the next day. That required all the money we'd saved for our holiday to Greece at Easter, so we've cancelled that. Then I had a massive argument with dh because the house was a tip (he'd promised to sort it on Wed am) and I'm stuck doing all the housework with ms and new symptom exhaustion. We ended up both sobbing as I felt like a total bitch for shouting a bereaved, broken-boned dh.
Friday we had to leave home at 4 am to get to airport for flight to funeral (at 3pm). I had horrible nausea, and we got on plane to be told that there was a strike in France and we'd be at least 2 hours late - then had dh panicking that we'd miss the funeral completely.
Made it all on time in the end, very beautiful service, but it was all a bit too emotional for me and I cried from start to finish, with dh and his 2 dbs crying on either side of me. Got back to il's house but it had been 8 hours since I ate, felt horrendously sick and starving, stuffed down as much pizza as I could (a whopping 3 slices ) to try to fend off ms, but ended up throwing up for the first time so far, and all over the new black dress that I'd bought from mothercare (no point buying new clothes that wont fit in a few months), which finished me off and I cried myself to sleep at 8pm.
Then found out on Sunday that a good friend had had to abort her baby (a month further along than me) as the scan showed a fatal anomaly. And when dh called to find out how they were he forgot that we hadn't told them I'm pg yet and started talking about my ms, which upset me again, as I didnt want her to feel like we were complaining about what they'd lost, especially as it was the first they knew about it.
And one final point. Got my blood test results back from gp today, and it turns out that despite having had all my mmr jabs I dont have immunity to rubella. Does anyone have experience of this? I work in schools 3 days a week, is it going to be a problem?