I am laying on the sofa in agony. My back has 'gone' having stupidly decided to tidy the house in order for a 6 yr old boy to come for tea with DD, just in case his mother stopped for a coffee when she came to collect, having never been here before (and having a humungous beautiful house herself). Did she stop? no she didn't. make some lame excuse and disappeared with her DS.
So, for a pretty pointless reason other than my own pride which was not even noticed, I put my back out completely and utterly. On thursday evening. I have tried since then to get the pain and spasms under control and I simply can't.
DH has just left for the weekend to got to a stag do, DS has a stinking flu bug (he is 3) and luckily is feeling better today, but last night had a fever of 40 and was only reducing a little with meds. luckily he is now through that and although grotty, feeling much more perky with medicine. DD is snoty, cracked lips, but stoic and 'caring' for mummy.
The kids are well-behaved. Thank goodness we have a laptop, an i-pad, a Nintendo (which i didn't want DD to have) and an abundance of mostly scratched films to watch. Two of my friends are coming over this afternoon to help with the children/let me rest take valium but for now:
FUCKING HELL IT HURTS! And I can't even reach my coffee.
there. that's it.