Sunday, 7 February 2016
Florence Nightingale.. I am not!
What a week! I was recovering from a weekend on the sofa.. and had no energy to do anything at all. Matt then took a horrid turn for the worse and ended up in in A & E.. I then failed miserably to be a caring, patient nurse.. I know... for someone who looks after everyone else's children all day every day.. it is very hard to believe... but I am a rubbish nurse, for people in my house. I know I am.. and for that I am very very sorry (dear husband!).
So no fitness... No running.. no fresh air.. just tea, water, Beechams, antibiotics and me attempting to be Florence Nightingale.
And another week begins...
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