Mum came around and helped me so much today. After all the drama back in January/February the council’s contractors rang me about an electric fire. This made me so mad and made the pain in my chest worse. Funnily though when I answered the phone the guy said: “Is your parents home?” and I just said: “No”. Why does this always happen to me?
So the guy comes out and has a look at the fire, takes pictures to e-mail off and took a complete ear bashing from both my mum and myself and by this point, I was in floods of tears recalling the day I got home from work to be sat in the cold after my boiler packed up and my gas fire was still disconnected and how the council were completely incompetant in the matter.
Sunday was spent in bed all day, and Monday I just wanted to get out the house, so I suggested a nearby carboot and fete just so I could walk around after being stuck in bed all this time. After all of 10 mins at the fete which was incredibly disappointing, Mum (who came with me & G) suggested Blooms garden centre. We didn’t even get to look all the way around. After me and mum drooled over the Yankee Candles and grabbed 3 each, G was hungry and grabbed a sandwich. He sat down and started eating when I started coughing so badly the pain got really bad. I was crying, so we ended up paying for the candles and I came home. G was so annoyed with the NHS and how things were turning out with my pain that he took me back down the hospital last night for the out of hours doctor as it was the bank holiday and I no other doctors were open.
Finally this one said that it sounded like a chest infection and prescribed me antibiotics (this brings my medication count up to 5 now for this) but I do feel a little better this afternoon.
This morning I was awake at 4am. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. It was 6am before I could get up for my painkillers. By lunch time though I hadn’t coughed since I first got up and I felt the pain killers were working. Which after all this time is such a relief. The pain is back right at this very moment though, cos I just had a big coughing fit 🙁 Ouchy. But once G is back from work we can eat then I can have my tablets. Can’t have them on an empty stomach so I’ve had to eat at the oddest times, Like a bowl of cereal at 6 this morning when I wasn’t even hungry. Ugh.
But my mum came round and cleaned the kitchen, did the washing, washing up, vacuuming, ironing etc 🙂 super mum 😀 :heart: And for that I’m so grateful and she knows how it’s been driving me nuts. I wanted to do it, I was desperate for it to be done, but I simply couldn’t do it.
Thursday was actually quite scary. I couldn’t take a normal breath without being in pain. I couldn’t move because my chest really hurt, G said he’d take me to hospital but it seemed a bit drastic to me, but to be honest, I really wasn’t feeling too good so we rang the NHS direct helpline to get some advice, as by this time I was in tears from the pain.
Their advice? Phone an ambulance.
This made me a little worse to be honest. G put me in the car and drove me to the Casualty department at the hospital. I was shaking, but got seen straight away. They put all these wires on me, I got anti-inflammatory medication and painkillers, and I had a chest X-ray.
Ask anyone who’s been around me coughing and they’ll tell you something is obviously wrong. The nurse who saw me first said he could hear something on my chest, but the doctor said she couldn’t hear a thing. The chest X-ray showed no infection.
The hospital is confuddled what’s wrong. We were there til the early hours of the morning and I felt so bad as G had to get up for work. No one can tell me why I’ve been coughing for months, but they do believe the pain in my chest is a pulled muscle, so I’m laying down resting constantly. The bank holiday weekend and I’m bed bound. Although I did put clothes on today just to lay on top of the bed. My chest still hurts, not when I move and not so much when I breathe today though. Just when I cough I get a very sharp pain. Yesterday I just lay on the sofa and watched TV all day. I got about 3-4 pillows to prop me up so I’m resting but sat upright so I can still eat and drink. Today I’ve got my laptop resting on my stomach lol, and I got some magazines that arrived from America 🙂 I’m just missing the Ali Edwards book, but it’s making me itch to get some scrapbooking done on Monday when I can. In fact, I checked my e-mails and found out that Holly McCaig sent an e-mail to her group saying that she’s putting out a design team call. 3 month term, and I LOVE Holly’s stuff! I’ve only ever put in for a design team once late last year I believe it was and I got rejected so I never bothered to enter again. But this, OH! I so want to have a go at this, if I don’t get it I don’t, but at least I tried, and Holly rocks. So you got to be in it to win it.
I hope to be up and about on Monday though, so as long as I stay on the sofa bed I should be well rested to be up and about by then.
This is my medication for my damn cough. I took the tablets for my perennial rhinitis anyway, this summer it became unbearable so I just had to. Then I went to see the doctor about this horrible cough and he gave me the nasal spray to go along with the tablets as he was far more concerned with my congestion than the cough – ironic really because I’m always so congested that I’m a constant mouth breather. But I must admit that now I can breathe with my mouth closed 🙂 Awesomeness. Now went back today and every single time I go to the doctors they always do an athsma test on me, and every time I do the peak flow meter it comes back fine. But with my cough the doctor decided it might be beneficial to have an inhaler. I mean when I was at school I wasn’t unfit at all, I did karate, dance and gymnastics and I rarely had a day to myself when I wasn’t doing some sport… yet I couldn’t walk up 3 flights of stairs to the top floor of Ribston without wheezing, and the athsma tests came back fine. They always put it down to my perennial rhinitis anyway. But I never thought I’d have to have an inhaler. I didn’t want an inhaler, they were sooo uncool.
So fingers crossed that the cough goes away soon because the pain in my ribs are killing me. I think I pulled a muscle from all the coughing. And if the inhaler works and my cough goes, then I proclaim that inhalers are awesome.
No freaking way! Sims 3 is released on 20th February… That’s what I’ll be spending my bday money on!
My computer has been making such a squealing noise for so long, so much so I hardly go on it. Then there’s the slowness (gave up trying to play Sims on it, and my laptop crashes constantly so I’ve not been on it), the blue screen of death and the fact I’ve had it for a good 4 years or so anyway. I think it was the Blue screen of death and the number of times it would just kinda shut itself down as if to say: “That’s it, I give up! No more!” that was the final straw for me.
So a trip to PC World with G in tow, we decided to go halves on a computer that would be both of ours rather than G feeling he couldn’t use my PC as it was mine and not both of ours, and we purchased one. It’s so cute! It’s a HP Elite M9277. It has an internal 500GB hard drive and an external one that you can insert into the computer like a cartridge with a further 500GB memory, and it has 4GB RAM. But all that memory will be super what with my photos – I used up a bunch of DVDs to back up my files lol. So G is looking forward to getting on World Of Warcraft, and I am looking forward to continuing my Legacy on Sims 2, and while G’s on WoW, I shall be on the Wii Fit working out. Oh, and it has lightscribe which was the seller for me! LOL! But next year when Sims 3 comes out I shall already be prepared 🙂
Can you believe, this was me yesterday:
Walking along the pier.
This is the pier today, burnt to the ground:
I’m seriously upset 🙁 I’ve been going there since I was a baby. I couldn’t believe my ears when I was watching GMTV this morning and they said at 7.40am “Breaking news – Weston Pier is on fire”. It started at 7am, they think it was a fire that started in the fish and chip kitchen on the pier, and it just took over. Very sad.
To make things worse, we’re having a thunderstorm and torrential rain right now. It was just over a year ago that we had the floods and we’re due more heavy rain during the night. They’ve been saying on the local news for the last 2 weeks that if we have rain like last year, we’re still not prepared and could endure more flooding. Poor baby got soaked on the way home from work. He had to change.
When I got home, the first thing I did was get in the bath and scrub my feet and legs to get the mud off. Went to Weston-Super-Mare today (or as it’s generally known – Weston-Super-Mud) Was good fun. I took my bucket and spade, even if I didn’t get a look in and the Guy spent the entire time building sandcastles instead of me lol.
Random picture of me from last Saturday when we went to Wales… Notice the lack of hair? Yup I had 10 and a half inches cut off! I have it here still so I will snap some pictures of my pony tail unattached to my head… The ones I took on the morning are on my mobile phone.
Two quick notes:
(1) Scrap your day… This Friday. I have my album ready – I’m already 4 months behind! But I’m taking part. Watch out people on Friday!
(2) Scrapblog. I haven’t played on it in months, and when I was supposed to be researching a few personal things at lunchtime, I ended up on the site for half an hour.
Anyway, tea is cooked, time to serve up!
Ok, with typical British weather. Poo. I was hoping to go to a beach this Saturday and embrace my inner child and build sand castles (which people at work found rather amusing) or sand cars… Or The Guy suggested we go to Cardiff where he’s from for the day… but it’s supposed to be raining I think, according to BBC website but on GMTV they said it was going to be nice. So I suppose only time will tell.
I’m also super excited about the prospect of going to Salou in Spain. They have the theme park “Port Aventura” which is my favourite I’ve ever been to! Alton Towers bores me, you can easily do that in less than a day, but Port Aventura you need 2-3 days 🙂 I wanted to go last year but I wasn’t able to. Can you believe I have my map from 1997 still? Can’t find the one from 1995 nor 2001. Nor can I find my super cool Port Aventura passport from 97 either. This was before it got taken over by Universal Studios. One year it was so quiet we went on the Dragon Kahn a dozen times in a row. Felt a little sick afterwards but still it was fun. I went the year it opened so I’m super lucky to have seen the park grow over the years, but the last time I went was 2001, so a visit is long overdue!
Here’s some links to check out anyway: Official site | Wikipedia | Video with the rides
But I’m currently driving The Guy and all my work colleagues nuts about it. Not that The Guy really minds I suppose, cos I plan on smuggling him in my suitcase haha! But a lady at work told me that it’s very similar to Disneyland… I’ve never been there so I wouldn’t know.
And that would be my random posting for the day 🙂
Stewart was originally in his wedding suit, and Claire her wedding dress, but as the night progressed they both changed – although Stewart was the first one to change lol!
It was seriously a great night 🙂 Bit bummed out that someone managed to get what I can only suggest is a big cola stain on the white linen guestbook I made. Dad is helping me to get it out with some upholstery cleaner, so fingers crossed. Mum cried when I took it to my nan’s house to show everyone. It was the first time she saw it. Everyone said I should have been so proud of it, but I was kinda nit-picking at things. When you make something yourself you notice all the little flaws in it cos you know it’s there lol. But no one else noticed luckily.
My photobooks came yesterday too and were a big hit. Mum and dad have theirs and Stewart has stolen mine so he can carry it around with him easily and have all the photos with him to show people. I think he suggested we buy another one lol, so maybe the new one will be mine this time lol!
I bought a gorgeous wedding album from WH Smiths as well (cost quite a heck of a lot, but I didn’t get S&C a wedding present, so this and their scrapbook will be their present from me), and the plan is to meet with Claire’s parents to exchange wedding photos, so I can put some of theirs into S&C’s album too. Dad got a really candid one of me, Stewart and Claire before everyone started getting ready for the wedding. We’re all sat, my eyes glued to the TV. I think we were watching something on MTV about Transformers movie… otherwise Stewart had just changed the channel and we were sat watching Jimmy Neutron on Nickelodeon.