Mornin' all

How are you all doing this morning?

I'm chilly cold again but that doesn't seem to matter.  

I've taken my morning pills and refilled my dosette box ready for next week 'cos we will still be with Steve's mum and sister at lunchtime and I'll be in too much pain, utterly exhausted, wobbly and potentially nauseous by the time we get home, so I won't wanna risk taking it then.  

 

So of course I forgot to publish this, didn't I lol  Let's carry on where I left off shall we?

Steve's got washed and dressed and I've got a ginger beer on the go for my breakfast 'cos I'm feeling so rough, but that's OK according to Steve.

He reckons an entire pig was stamped with his name for this week 'cos he's already eaten 16 sausages in two days (8 yesterday and 8 on Friday), he's got another 16 in the freezer and he's having pork for his lunch with his mum and sister today too... so much for not wanting to eat the same thing 2 days on the trot when he's eaten pork for the last 3 days (including today) eh?  He's eaten more since Friday than I have all week combined - I've had 3 breakfasts and 3 lunches this week and Steve's had 6 breakfasts, 6 lunches and 6 teas so far as well as multiple drinks and he'll be having a slap-up roast for his lunch today (courtesy of his mum) and if I'm still feeling this rough then I won't be eating anything all day.  Again.

Neither of us are having breakfast (other than my ginger beer) and if I'm still feeling ropey at lunchtime I'll be chucking my guts up there too... I just hope there's a ginger biscuit or even, ideally, crystalised ginger that I can have so that I don't spew up everywhere while they are all eating.

Sod it.  I'm taking my bag with me and I've put a tub of crystalised ginger in it to hopefully see me through today.

As long as Steve gets what he wants, that's all that matters eh?