I’m sick!

The days are getting darker, summer is so over, it’s finito so put your raybans away, your incredibly short shorts, your dumb fucking tank tops and embrace the darkness, winter is coming!

But unfortunately I’m sick, I have a cold and my throat feels likes it’s endured a full blown jihadist attack, I have these disgusting tonsil stones shoved right in my,,, tonsils and jeez I never had anything like it but when you google it there is a whole world of tonsil stone miners out there just going deep throat with cotton buds and just uploading that shit to youtube, I mean wtf is wrong with the world mama?

And this cough, fuck me! If there is ever a time I want to beat my self over the head it’s now, it’s tickling like a mother lover, I don’t actually understand how I haven’t been suffocated in the night. It’s just one of those really irritating coughs that not only bug the hell out of yourself but everyone else around you! And with lack of meds to ease it I’m snookered!!!

Anyway I don’t have any pretty pictures prepared for you, but I’m sick so here is a giffy for your wiffy!!!

Feeling green

Ok so this will be my 3rd night now of been sick with the norovirus bug and even though I have stopped vomiting I’m still feeling like shit, I have no appetite and even just sipping water gives me the worst stomach ache/ nausea.

So I’m about to give up on food all together until it’s fully healed and my appetite is back cause I’m suffering greatly. But on a plus side I got my personalised tumbler yesterday from the states… Look!!


I think I gagged a lung

Yesterday at around 7PM while putting Olly to sleep I started to feel a bit queezy but I just shrugged it of has bloating from dinner, then 30minutes later It got 10x worse, I was having to gently hyperventilate, it’s something I do when I feel nauseas to try and prevent me barfing. After a few visits to toilet on the verge of vomiting I decided to have a bucket in the bedroom and oh my did the gates of hell open.

The entire contents of my stomach emptied in a matter or seconds and after having Mexican tacos for dinner half digested blended down mess the smell was undesirable to say the least. But that was not all sure after vomiting the nausea disappeared which felt fab but 20 or so mins later I was back in there bring up brown bile but that was not all, at this stage I was sat on toilet with the worst diarrhea imaginable, it was pretty much brown water coming, and it was on tap. The contractions from vomiting just forced the poop out simultaneously.

The worst night imaginable, laid up with 2 pillows with only one Awkward position to stave of the nausea. Luckily today the vomiting has stopped and I’m feel a little better but left with body pain, chills and tiredness. Hope it goes soon 🙁


An apple a day!

I’ve been very naughty, I make these promises to myself that I will blog more, but unfortunately it doesn’t happen. My excuse this time is sickness, a virus has been bouncing around indoors and smacked me right in the cheeks.
Even though I was sick and should have been blogging about been sick, I failed.

But with poorly baby who is also teething its stressful enough just taking a dump so blogging is the last thing in mind. Over to more positive news, I happened to stumble upon a 2010 unibody white MacBook, it’s beautiful! Always wanted a MacBook but wasn’t willing to fork out the ridiculous price tags and the white ones I prefer rather then the aluminium MacBook Pro. So that was my excitement for the day, then tomorrow is a dreadful day packed with appointments, public transport and a up hill hike, awesome!

Sunday night fever

Last night at around 11pm Oliver woke up and cried with this high pitched wail, we went in to check on him cause he wasn’t sounding like his usual self. It turns out he had a nasty little fever going on. Was hoping it would be cleared by morning but nope he was still hot to touch.

When Oliver is well you can’t keep him in one spot, he’s a wild child getting into everything he shouldn’t. But today he has been so placid and relaxed so it was a rare chance to cuddle him as much as we like. He has been up and down, very lethargic and sensitive.

When I have picked up a virus I can barely live with myself, how must a little baby feel?