It was meant to be a nice friends and family weekend, mainly over at my Dad's. However, it was a bit like figgyboy and the salmon, only much, much worse. Started getting really bad stomach cramps Saturday morning, and then although we got to my Dad's I spent most of the day in the loo. I haven't today, but only as I don't think there's anything left to be ill with. Have no idea what's caused it, and the only thing to be thankful for is that it's not come with a temperature/being bed ridden package.
Urgh.
DS is still the snot goblin, although it's improving a little and he's sleeping a bit better. Not helped by the next two teeth coming through on the bottom, so he's the proud possessor of 8 now
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Glad there's some relatively good news on the housing front- it's a bloody stressful thing to go through when it's going swimmingly, never mind anything else, so am delighted for you ladies! But aethel, really, midori and orange juice
?! How, why?
Hope that you've had constructive talks with your (D)P tonight BJR- even if it's stuff you don't want to hear, at least knowing where you stand will bring some small level of comfort. Thinking of you.
Three days at work then off to see family again up North- it's non stop at the moment....