Wednesday, 30 May 2012

Lovely Noz!

Ok, so once I got better, I resumed my fabulous and joyous project of preparing for Megan's (Norris') Hen.

We had a fantastic picnic in Windsor, well to be more specific in the Brocas park in Eton.  And this was where we presented her with our creative triumph ... Megan's Hen Quilt!  Lots of the ladies sent in a carefully crafted square, and I sewed them all together.  It took a long time, but I learned a lot about quilt making ... and it looks fantastic!  Most importantly, Norris seemed to really like it.

We then went for a walk around Windsor Great Park before heading back into London for drinks and dinner at Smollensky's on the Strand.

Then I rustled up a smashing vegetarian brunch at Norris' place the next morning.

So pleased it all went so well ... phew!  And now ... relax!

Sunday, 20 May 2012


So, my throat turned out to be an abscess, which managed to pop by itself (yuck!).  Gross, but at least I avoided a hospital stay, intravenous antibiotics and having it popped by a doctor with a scalpel.

And I felt better almost instantly.  So back at work on Tuesday and, despite a bit of a tummy upset on Fri/Sat, still feeling full of beans.

Have had a relaxing weekend, mostly getting ready for Norris' hen next weekend.  And also having a lovely time at Massimo and Sonia's with them and all the rest of the NCT posse, as we were celebrating the babies all being 1 year old.

Started the quiz last week too ... a hard one, though we did come second.  Bring it on, season 2!

Saturday, 12 May 2012

Sick and Cross

Another blog post so soon?  That can only mean that I am stuck in bed with a throat that feels like a razor blade is hacking away at it.

The sun has been shining all day, and I have been resting in bed all day far away from its beaming loveliness, seeking out morsels of unchallenging content from the Interweb and our DVD collections.

From TED videos, to Horrible Histories (Jane's suggestion), all have been trying to numb my crossness at being so disabled by this thing.  I cannot swallow without it hurting, so my only food today has been a small bowl of sweet potato mash.  Water is drunk begrudgingly, as I know it will help in the long term, but every gulp is painful.  Talking has been kept to a minimum, with Penny's baby signing book a useful bridge, as making the shapes of words with my mouth is also excruciating.

And so here is the crux of the problem ... at what point do you go back to the docs?  It is clear that one of the following is true:
1 - The antibiotics will work, but have not kicked in yet (has been 2 days so far).
2 - The thing can be kicked by antibiotics, but not the ones I am taking.
3 - It is what I thought it was, a pertonsilliar abcess, and will need draining as well as antibiotics to get entirely better.

And the weekend provides me with a handy check step ... as the docs is shut till Monday, if I am not better by Mon AM, I won't be able to go back to work and so will go back to the docs then.  After all, 4 days of antibiotics should be enough to feel at least some improvement, so if there is none, I have every right to

And the throat looks the same.  Red, collapsing in from the right, really quite scary to feel one's windpipe closing in.  My ear hurts, and even my nose/sinuses are now throbbing.  Hard to believe there is not something pressing against my whole ENT area.

Ok, whinge over now, but I am hoping that getting all this off my chest (especially as I can't really tell it to anybody) will make me feel better.

In the meantime C has been very good, and has been spending the day out and about with a jolly Penny.  At when it comes to it, I would rather me be ill than her or him ... 

Thursday, 10 May 2012

Meah ... sick!

Swallowing, talking, eating, drinking, moving ... all these things hurt.  Ok, so I am pleased I don't have the pertonsilliar abcess that I thought I had (damn you, scary internet research), but I feel dreadful.

Even having been up from the pain overnight, as it hurt whenever I swallowed, I still didn't feel too bad this morning.  But slowly as the day went by, I felt worse and worse, so I was pretty pathetic by the time I finally got in to see the docs at 3:45pm.  She was v nice though, sympathetic, and had looked after me while I was heavily pregnant with Penny ... so she asked after the little bundle too.

P is fantastic ... chatting away, trying so hard to walk by herself (but still needing a hand).

Going to rest for the evening and all through tomorrow, so hopefully the antibiotics will start doing their job.

Monday, 7 May 2012

The Promise of Time

A tiring week, but with the promise of a 3 day weekend at the end of it.  And, for the first time this week, I really felt the need to spend more time with Penny.  So 3 days of freedom has come at just the right time.

After the usual week, with Mum coming over to stay and look after Penny, and the usual sneaking out in the sunshine on Tuesday to play in the park, spent a lovely night with Norris on Friday having dinner, drinking wine and talking about the upcoming wedding.  Not long now!

Saturday we had lots of visitors, Fish's Risk Legacy crowd who first went out to play badminton, and Kirsten and Natalie popped round to say hello too.

Then Sunday we went over to Cobham to wish James F a surprise happy birthday.  It was a great lazy day, sitting around, eating delicious food Amanda had prepared, and chatting about all sorts.