In the wars...

We are currently not in a healthy place sweep and I. The vet has removed the worrying lumps and these are the photos my sis in law had taken to show me as I can't get downstairs to comfort my poor puppy. His new thermal fleece tug arrived in the post this morning. I can't wait to get Hom wrapped up in it.

Husband is taking him to vets for stitches check up Saturday morning whilst out collecting my latest diazepam prescription.

It's quite heartbreaking to being able to look after my sweep.

Today mother in law n sis in law have really pulled it out the bag and done my Christmas food shop. Well actually it's not now a christmas food shop as all hosting and entertaining excitement is now cancelled. So it was more a case of survival food shop. I can't believe the world champion of stock piling and hoarding (that's me) had allowed every single essential and non essential items to run out. But I ran it all into the ground purposely to make room for a Christmas good shop.

Anyway it's done now and Annie and Charlotte have done a food shop at two supermarkets for me battling the Christmas shoppers

Which is a relief so I can get back to eating healthy food as so far husband has provided domino pizza and takeaway curry. Don't get me wrong I could eat either all day long but I have worked really hard to lose a stone and a half in the last twelve weeks and I don't want to ruin that

I feel a little better today. Not lots but definitely an improvement. I can't wait to be able to shower - I am morphing into frank from shameless. I smell BIG TIME. I am sure I am getting a bed sore.

I phoned the dr for more painkillers. She was very angry indeed I had not phoned them on weds or thurs in fact she had quite a go.

I have to phone back very early first thing Monday to have a home visit.

Well nothing much to report. I'm stuck in bed. I can't lie down, lie on my side and have to sit propped bolt upright it's putting a huge amount of pressure on the base of my spine.
Feeling a tad sorry for myself today