ENT

Betty finally had her ENT appt today. The doctor, quite frankly, pissed me off. Asking if we wanted her to have her tonsils out. Of course I don't want her to, surely it's whether she needs them out! He did redeem himself slightly in my opinion by allowing her to sign her own consent form as well as Floss.
I was tempted to ask for something for my own disgustingly dreepy nose. Off work again today, still feel rubbish.
Wee Nelly is doing senses at Playgroup and made this mask. Seeing, innit. Better than a blip of Betty's revolting tonsils which the doctor had the cheek to say were 'normal'.