So my day goes some thing like this....
I asked Nanny if she could have the boys while I went to the DRs but she couldn't because she was going to the DNephews Sports day. tears from me ( not In front of her, in my car and behind my sunnies). I hit Tesco because it was the only thing to do to stop O climbing on the table.
Obviously, or maybe not obviously, because of sports day, parking by the Drs was a nightmare, already upset because I am dragging the boys with me because of sports day I now can't fucking park because of sports day. tears from me In The waiting room beacuse of sports day and waiting. I really didn't even have it in me to read anything. The kindly receptionist I hear you all shout < A KINDLY RECEPTIONIST?>
YES, A FUCKING KINDLY RECEPTIONIST, MIRICALES DO HAPPEN
brought the boys a digestive biscuit and a drink of water while we were waiting, obviously I looked like shite.
However I think having the boys with me did help my case and the DR also said that my infection had probably been exacerbated by the stress of the last few weeks. So freely prescribed drugs, drugs and more drugs which I ran next door and picked up straightaway. Only to realise my perscription was free. Is that everywhere now or just an NI thing.
I dropped a note to DH adding cuddles and curry onto the script. but unfortunately postponing short dresses and blowjobs