Sunday, 8 April 2012

Tooth!

A sneeze finally dislodged my crown, it is sort of hanging on, but would go at the first bite of any food. However I am still not able to open my mouth properly. I have drunk far too many cups of tomato soup, but I ate some porridge off the side of a spoon, so at least I have a lining to my stomach.

I can't swallow tablets, and haven't managed to get some soluble ibuprofen (which is probably what I need) but I could probably manage alcohol.... Best not.

Little bear has been fair to middling monstrous about chocolate today. Once again I have not given him all the eggs he has for Easter. They will be rationed out. He is still a little under the weather - he had an unheard of afternoon nap (unheard of until this latest do) and asked for bedtime at 6pm. I am about to go up and join the fray.

Really tempted by alcohol, but I can't see it going well, especially as small quantities of porridge and custard are the most solid linings to my tummy. I'll stick to Ovaltine. At this rate I won't even get the benefit of losing weight!

Little bear is sounding ready to sleep - I hope he is okay to meet his 'girlfriend' on Tuesday.

Saturday, 7 April 2012

Bees keeping indoors

I think I know why the bees were all over a rug - the rug was damp with dew etc and I think they wanted a drink. Everything is so dry at the moment. They are not there now. I may make a habit of leaving out a wet sponge or similar if we have drought here.

I quite like the bees in the chimney now, they give a topic of conversation at least.

On the subject of the animal kingdom, evil cat has had a runny tummy. If it continues it means the vet. Hopefully we should be able to try something else. She is looking so skinny these days (though eating for three!).

Glass half empty

My jaw has locked. It has happened before, and resolved itself, and I hope it resolves itself again or I will have an interesting time trying to get to Drs etc.

Basically I can talk (just) and I can drink, but I can't lick my lips and I don't even want to think about eating. It hurts as well. And of course I can't open wide to get the loose crown fixed that is driving me nuts and feels like it is about to fall out.

This is the loose crown that originally I didn't know I had, and that the new dentist has made iffy murmurs about the post and I think when I do get to the dentist (about a fortnight before my scheduled appointment) it will need to be re-done (if that is possible).

Little bear has been slightly monster as well. He wants his daddy. I am sorely tempted to dig OH out of his pit and take his place. I am trying to find a glass half full moment. At least I am likely to lose weight.

Friday, 6 April 2012

Plant problems

Darling father bought me a plant pot for mother's day. The only place that it currently fits is

(long pause of several hours as little bear needed cuddles)

the bath. I have a pot plant in the middle of the bath. When I have a bath it sits on the loo. It is currently thriving and several new flowers are appearing. I have still no idea what to do with the dratted thing, except try and protect it from the worst of evil cat.

This is why I don't have my favourite scented geraniums.

Thursday, 5 April 2012

Wean - haven't been to dr. Think current bug followed on from chickenpox. Doing good impression of flu, but don't think it is actually flu. Yes, normal for motherhood. But here is the only place I get to sound off.

Bees seem less.

Evil cat still spry. Only place for gerbera in house that works currently is in bath. Cat can jump in and out of bath to eat plant. Odd to have potted plant on loo watching when you have a bath...

Crown gone again. won't be able to get to dentist for a fortnight. Souper.

Bees

Can't blow off steam in front of little bear, but we have a grocery delivery for this afternoon - and the bees are all over the garden. Specifically they are sitting on an old mat, and there must be over a hundred of them, just sitting there. Obviously it is the Lido for bees - all sat in rows, being bees.

All it needs is the ginger gentleman to disturb them to put the lid on it. That tom cat, by the way, is still being a thug, a bully and basically an un-neutered tom cat. It has chased everything else, why not bees?

Hopefully they will all go home when it gets colder.

I need sleeeeeeep

Please can someone explain to little bear that when mummy says she needs to sleep (okay, dozing on the sofa with ears open and radar on, but at least having a quiet time) then talking to her about everything and anything isn't going to help her be jolly.

And I can't find something that little bear is devastated about. As I was not the last person to touch it by a long margin, and the various attempts to 'tidy' by male members of the family have left heaps in lots of nooks and crannies, I don't have a chance. I would need to take the living room apart to find it - and I can't cope with that with little bear as he is at the moment.

I feel like a stuck record - little bear poorly, me lacking sleep, house in chaos, nothing within my control (not sure if I will get a chance to wash up with little bear being so clingy), and all falling in on me - again. No chance to do anything over the weekend, and less chance for sleep.

There may not be many more posts for a few days, I think it will be a bit to chaotic. However I am determined to change this - I have to, or I will just not survive.

(....long gap...)

Darling father's visitor has just gone. Just the same as last time - house a wreck, child ill, darling father poorly. At least evil cat hasn't happened to him.