Shattered

I (Annie) was having a normal day working from home when I got a call from Chris to say he needed picking up from the office. He'd been into hospital for a regular diabetic check up and before leaving, had gone for some additional blood tests. Despite the fact he has to inject himself 4 times a day, he's not a big fan of having blood taken, especially when it takes four attempts to find a willing vein. As a result, he'd fainted in the hospital, poor thing. He came home and slept for most of the afternoon perking up enough to eat soup for tea.

We've blipped our back door before (crazy paved as a result of a stone hitting it), but it seemed a good metaphor for today.