Up The Farway Tree

The Monday Blues

Well, I said I would give it until Monday and then decide what to do about my 'not feeling so good' scenario. Things didn't really improve and after developing a temperature last night, I decided it would be sensible to get checked over today. The doctor confirmed that the infection appeared to be grumbling on and we agreed on an initial trial of some oral antibiotics, which have worked well for me in the past. He wanted to avoid IV's just now, since its only 1 week since the last course, but if I'm not improving by the end of this week I will need to go into hospital to start some different IV's and get a general overhaul to make sure we are on top of things. I have started to lose weight again, and really cannot afford to go down that road, so its back to the nesquick and carrot cake diet for the foreseeable future. I can, however, think of worse diets to go on.

The lingering chest infection means I am now off work again, having only been back for one week. I think I have probably been off work more than I've been at work this year, which is a little depressing. I am trying to be more sensible about taking time off when I'm not well, so I guess I will just have to accept the situation and realise that I cannot control these things, no matter how much I would like to. My work, as always, are being very supportive. The secretary did however suggest that I might just be taking time off due to the embarrassment of the impending Daily Mail article, which is sure to be passed round at the Tuesday team meeting. I told her is is likely to be a tear jerker, and she should count how many boxes of tissues are used and let me know. The article will either be in tomorrows paper or next Tuesdays, to coincide with the awards. I don't think you will miss it - there will probably be a huge photo of me, possibly on a nebuliser, and possibly staring forlornly out the window. I am rather hoping they have used the photo of Seb licking my nose instead, if only for comedic value.

For anyone interested (not sure who would be) my bathroom is progressing nicely. The stud finder and pipe cutter were used appropriately under professional Father-in-Law supervision, and there is now a shiny towel radiator on the wall and a laminate flooring underway. My dad was very helpful over the weekend. He was especially helpful at taking Andrew to Homebase and B+Q on "emergency visits for emergency supplies" which consisted of various power tools and accessories to add to Andrews collection. They would both come back with a pre-planned story about why this tool was essential, what else it could be used for in future, and how great a deal they got on it. I think dad deliberately left half his tools at home as part of a master plan in acquiring new tools for Andrew. I suspect its a bit like woman and shoes. Dad if you are reading this - I am on to you.

Lastly, you might notice that I have added a Guest book. It has the option of leaving private messages if you don't want everyone else reading your comments, or just leaving a general message. I don't think its really necessary but I saw it on someone else's blog (sorry Em!) and I wanted one too.