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Half term has been and gone and with us having so much to do in such little time, the week flew by. The kids seem to have gotten over their coughs and colds, whilst I, on the other hand, started suffering from horrific toothache which resulted in a trip to the emergency dentist. As it turns out, I have an abscess which stretches across four of my teeth and is painful, to say the least. I’m now on a course of antibiotics and am hoping to have a filling in the next few weeks. I’d rate toothache on a similar scale to labour pain and whilst Paracetamol is effective, it doesn’t really touch toothache, thus I’m suffering slightly with the moody blues…
It’s typical though that whilst I was looking and feeling so rough I should bump into so many people in such quick succession. Never do you go to town looking a million dollars and bump into anyone that you know, only upon the day that you feel rough as sin, thus throw on whatever falls out of your wardrobe first and not bother to straighten nor really brush your hair do you stumble upon those that recognise you.
I swear I must have looked like I’d fallen out of a hedge backwards yesterday; my face was swollen, my makeup was smudged, my hair was all over the spot and I had fever-sweats thanks to the infection, so of course I was bound to bump into at least five people that I know. I decided to distract one of the familiar faces by paying for their parking, that way they were preoccupied with the parking meter so that I could escape further humiliation.
Following being prodded and poked by the dentist, I made my way to the local bridal shop for a bridesmaid dress fitting (which was the original purpose for my visit to town- only my teeth took priority due to the pain). I was in such a dither; I was hot, clammy and couldn’t seem to stand straight so the dress seemed to stick to me which didn’t really help. It didn’t look too bad and the shoes which I’d bought online seemed to match, but I was so desperate to leave, to get back to my car and to get home that I couldn’t care less by this point.
Having returned to my four-wall-fortress, I finally jumped into a cold shower and felt far better for it. It was then that I realised that I’d got myself into such a tizz rushing around like some mad-woman on a mission, I’d been in such a rush to get the kids fed, ready and sorted for their Nana and Grandad’s house before dashing to the dentist that I’d forgotten to feed myself! No wonder I felt scatty and sweaty – I was running on empty and had loaded up on antibiotics – not my best idea but my brain was elsewhere.
I really need to stop, to slow down, to clear my mind and to take things steady, thus today I was left to enjoy a super-long lay in followed by a trip to the cinema for the kids to watch Aladdin (as promised earlier this week). I’ve since had a hot bath and am now settled in bed with a book at the ready – this is how weekends rock and roll in your thirties ay?
Happy Sunday Folks x