10-6-2009 - Feeling Bigger!

My mood while writing this blog: So so so sick!

Hello Guys,

Well, I dont really have much to write except just to tell you how my last couple of weeks have been going.

At work, I was really p'd off with my colleague's cos I was busy with the Tax Certificates, busy printing all 5000 of them and the least these 2 little wenches could've done was take it up to get it sealed in envelopes, but instead, I stayed late till 7 the evening to get it all printed, then came in and took them to the 9th floor to get it in envelopes. I went all the way up, only to find the man's machine was broken, came all the way down again, just had a bite to eat and he calls to say his machine was fixed, then had to go all the way up again. I felt like I was going to faint, but the ladies just sat and carried on working. We had a deadline to have the certificates out by the end of May and when I came back, nobody offered to help me sort the damn things out, so I ended up doing that all by myself. I eventually got the stuff out by the Friday and couldn't give a damn.

Then on Saturday was my sister in-law's babyshower, which went really well. Her campcot was filled to the brim with presents and we only managed to play one game, cos there were just too many presents to open. I was running up and down the whole day, which didnt really help with the SPD, so needless to say, I was really stiff that evening.

Went for my cervical stitch last week Thursday, but on Wednesday, got a call from Jayden's school to say I must come fetch her cos she's having an asthma attack. So I left work at 3 and rushed off to take her to the doctor, luckily I was the first to see the Dr and my poor child's fever was 39.2, which is really high.

Then on Thursday, I had to stop eating from 9, go and get admitted at 1 and they only operated on my at 6pm, I WAS STARVING. And not to mention, the Anaethetist tried prodding my right arm about 3 times and couldn't get a vein, so she eventually moved to my left arm. Why didn't she just do that from the beginning. I eventually got discharged at 8pm, still feeling quite hazy.

Friday, my two rats were home with me, but I made them go play outside, cos it was nice and warm outside. I had fun with them, it was so nice to have a bit of a break cos I havent really been on leave since I've started working here and I started in March last year. I wanted to take leave at the end of the month, but we're 2 men down. How long does it take for them to replace people???

Then on Sunday, we had to buy some winter clothes for my daughter. So we got up and got dressed, didnt have breakfast and headed for the shops. We were on our way home at about 12 but I had to stop at the bakery and get a biscuit or something. DH cooked on Saturday, but made this chicken stew, the chicken still on the bone, which has not appealed to me since I'm all preggers, so I was complaining a bit about eating that, but he wasn't hearing me, I was kind of hinting that we should go out to eat. So we get home, and what does he do, dishes up for himself and the gardener. So, i'm like, what about me? So, he says that I was complaining so he thought I didnt want. Ok, but did you get me something else to eat, NO, but you see to yourself and the gardener first. I was p'd with him for the rest of the day. I mean, I make lunch for everyone, I make dinner for everyone, imagine if I had to dish up dinner, first for me and the kids, then the maid, then him, whatever's left of it......sometimes men are such jerks.

So by Monday, we still weren't speaking, so I mailed him and asked him if he was going to apologise, so he did. Probably cos I asked. I kind of wanted a fight, to tell him a piece of my mind, but he didnt give me the chance....dammit!

So, this week, I am feeling a little larger, not completely enormous, but I feel like that stitch just pushed everything up and I'm getting these wonderful pains in my stomach muscles from stretching. I remember how my son used to live in my ribs...gees, the pain.

Oh and not to mention, the fact that I now have a cold or flu. One of the two. Uuuuuugggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!

I wanna go home, but what will they think if I'm sick, 2 weeks in a row, on the same days, ok the other days were for an op and now I'm sick.....