I am gutted. DS has first round of appointments today - paediatricianand SALT one todayt and one tomorrow - I went this morning to the wrongplace at the wrong time, and missed his paediatrician appointment.
I broke down and sobbed in the middle of the health centre.
DS was up all last night, I didn't go to bed until late last night as was doing coursweork and printer broke. Thank god DP turned up at the clinic I was at (just happened to have got out of work and come to hold my hand). I feel crappy.
I have been trying to resist my AD prescription (been in my handbag 3 weeks, and I was hoping I could say goodbye to them), but no. I have stacks of things everywhere, jobs stacking up, the house is a tip and the cloud is back.