Bah, the last couple of days have been very hard... on friday my son, aged 11 arrived home from school complaining of tummy ache... when he described it it sounded suspicously like appendicitis... anyway, I called the doctor and made an appointment for later that afternoon as he wasn't in really bad pain... By 4 pm, two hours before the appointment, he was doubled up and puking so I KNEW... My daughter was late arriving home so I was getting stressed because I wanted to get him medical help, I called the doctor to get advice, and my mum... both told me to call 999..we got him to hospital, and after TWO F***ING HOURS waiting in A+E we saw the medics, who said they also thought it was his appendix... they observed him that night, and decided to operate yesterday morning, and he went down to theatre at lunchtime... his appendix was buggered, so PHEW that he didn't have to wait any longer... He is home now, we got back home mid afternoon... and as you can imagine we are knackered
BOY, I really came close to asking this woman for a fag outside the hospital last night... she was smoking and I could smell it... annoyingly it didn't repulse me... I'm glad I didn't give into that craving, but was suprised by the intensity of it after 10 weeks... maybe it was the stress that made me feel that way?!