Well dear reader, it's been an...interesting day. It started this morning when I looked after my cousin Nathan for an hour or so. We ended up baking some small sponge cakes and playing with some toy soldiers and tanks that actually used to be mine years ago. To top it off we ended up watching an animated 'Action man' film. All in all a rather good morning...apart from the fact that I was woken up with that abdominal pain again.
Talking of said irritation, my Nana pretty much forced me to make a doctor's appointment today, which I went to. Apparently I have a slight lung inflammation, as well as my stomach lining being non existent (and therefore my stomach acids are rather painful currently). Joy. I have hardcore indigestion. I'm on a course of tablets, which means no alcohol, spicy foods, fizzy drinks, junk foods, apples or tea/coffee (that's going to kill me) for a month. Yay. Atop of that, I've the worry of it developing into an ulcer or something more serious. Dr. Wright wants me to keep an eye on things in order to ensure that at the first sign of anything black, red (blood) or purple, (I kid you not. The guy said purple...I'm not sure about you, dear reader...but if my body was producing something purple, I'd go to the doctors anyway) that I was to get back there sharpish. He also told me to try and relax a little and not to stress about anything...hahahahaha.
So from about 4:30pm onwards, my day hasn't been too great. Granted, dinner was nice (as always), and I've had quite a few orders for some 'Pern Marks'. I'm hoping the money I get for them will eventually cover the amount I'm currently wanting to spend on all the McCaffrey books I've drooled over on Ebay recently.
About an hour and a half ago, Ian blocked me from his MSN. He got under my skin as he always, always manages to do, and we had a few short words with one another about things that happened a while ago. According to him, I'm the sort who pushes people away, grows distant and cold and then disappears for long stretches of time. Seriously? Ok, if I feel as though someone is trying to take the back door instead of carefully breaking down my walls then I do pull away. I also do so when I know that /I/ need to pull away from someone. One of those quirks, I guess.
In any case, it's not been the greatest of days, but nevertheless, I'm not in too bad of spirit at the moment.
