Treat

Well last night saw Lincoln in a+e again.  He went from 0-50 and was screaming with chest pains. He cried himself to sleep on a trolley. The hospital think it was the ibrufen that caused it. We didn't get home until quite late. 

Thankfully today has been a much better day. He has been comfier and has rested on the sofa. 

I got on with things around the house. My ironing has been sent to a lady who irons. She charges a decent price . £15 a black bag. Suits me fine. I'll be sending more her way at the weekend.  

The bigger wildlings had a good day at school.  The jedi was happy that nana picked him up. Grandad is finally home after spending a week in hospital.  I'm so pleased for him and nana. 

After school the wildlings wanted a treat. So popcorn with melted marshmallows and chocolate buttons it was. 

I'm going to sleep on Lincs floor one more night. I don't get a good sleep. I haven't been in my own bed for a week since coughing.  Thankfully that's nearly gone. 

My friend is coming round tomorrow morning for a coffee which will be lovely.  And tomorrow night two of the wildlings have their martial arts grading. Here's hoping they pass. Especially as it costs a whack for the test.