I made an appointment with my doctor this morning, but the first one available is a week tomorrow.
I made the appointment, but I hope I shall be better by then and can cancel it. The trouble is that she's a very popular doctor and she only works 4 days a week.
I find it pointless seeing another doctor unless it's an actual emergency like when my abscess broke, because there's such a lot of background and medication to consider and in any case, I have so much faith in her, as it seems others do too.
In the meantime my ribs are aching even more, although I didn't wake coughing in the night or even this morning and neither John nor Charles heard me coughing last night. It's a mystery! It's so bad now that it hurts even to laugh!
I've decided to have an afternoon trying to write at home, and tomorrow I shall go to the Lit & Phil.
Charles has his second IT class tomorrow. I've told him that he must register his disappointment at there being no Digital Photography class and to point out that he acquired a camera specifically to take part in the advertised class. I've also told him to ask if there isn't some way he can skip through at least the first part of the ECDL, because it's terminally boring for someone of 32 who has been using computers since he was 7 and it will probably put him off going quite soon. The he'll never get the photography course!
It's another lovely day today but very cold indeed. The forecast is for it to get even colder tonight and tomorrow so I think I shall leave the heating on tonight, because it takes soooo long to warm this house up if it gets very cold. It's lovely in the summer when it's nice and cool when you come in from outside, but it's a hooter in winter!
My digestion seems to have recovered, although I still feel a little nauseated if I think about it, but I still have a vague headache. It doesn't really seem as though it was a migraine, or anything else specific, and I don't really think it was overeating, so I'm putting it down to one of those 24 hour bugs, which no-one else seems to have caught, fortunately.
It has had the effect of putting me off anything but the plainest of food, so my lovely box of Mother's Day chocs is untouched except for the two I gave to John and Charles.
I did go to Costco yesterday even though I felt fragile, because we needed wet food for the Tootles and they were beginning to look very reproachful. We also needed bottled water.
What I found there was a box of blackberries from some unlikely country I can't now remember and they are now sitting in the fridge waiting for me to turn them into blackberry, blackberry liqueur and rosewater muffins!
I simply must stop messing about on the Internet and get stuck into my character plotting.
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