Yucky pain filled days

WARNING Don't read if you have a weak stomach!!
So I finished the steroids and was looking forward to an easy few days,was a long weekend here and we( insert I had planned for Robert) had planned to finally sort out the spare room.Hmm *life has a way of getting in the way of plans* (note to self,don't make plans) Saturday I was a bit achey in the head nothing major just a bit":my heads a bit sore" The washing machine broke down so Robert went and got parts and started to fix it,spare room can get started tomorrow. Sunday head is a little worse,take some panadol,feel a bit better,later on switch to nurofen,much better,except now it feels like I need to take my left eye out and clean underneath it.It's like someone lifted a rug and swept dirt underneath it and there's a stabbing pain occasionally but it's all good. The washing machine repair is going well new parts put in,put a load in,start it up, it fills up with water and then....nothing.Yep nearly 100 dollars on new parts,(which did need replacing) and the circuit board has burnt out(probably explains the burning smell from last week!) Poor Robert,ended up taking the soaking wet clothes out and spending a couple of hours at the laundromat,just what he needed! I think we're going to get a new washing machine.Monday comes around .head is worse,migraine on it's way,eye is leaking and hurting.Any plans we had are now out the window and we just have a lazy day .
Slept extremely badly Monday night,pain kept moving from eye to head to nose  but I've had that many pain killers I'm beginning to worry about my liver!!
I  thought I was going to vomit so I got up at quarter to 5 ,made a cup of tea and a coffee for Robert.and just sat at the table wanting him not to go to work but knowing he needed to.Days off after a public holiday are a no-no unless someone has died,even then it takes some convincing! The waves of nausea hit me again and I knew I won't make it anywhere to throw up( get sick anywhere else in your body and MS flares) Robert grabbed me a bowl and yuck,gross I threw up.But thankfully it seems to have taken the edge of the pain and I start to fill a bit more human and don't think I need him to stay home quite so much, I decide to have a day in bed and he leaves for work at 5.30 a.m. with only a little bit of a guilty consciounse?conshuns" crap how do you spell conciounse?!
Yeah,great,all hell breaks loose,Klaus(the dog) gets up and wants to go out,so I get up from where I'm sitting not too bad and move to the back door,stupid mistake,the movement signals my stomach to let loose.I manage to open the sliding door and hurl all over the back door step!! It's all good it's outside only a little bit on the glass,easy to hose off the cement,Right?Yeah that's what I thought too 'til my legs started to wobble and I thought I was going to fall out the door! My head is pounding,my nose is streaming thr tears are stinging my eyes and I can barely see,my stomach starts doing a lap dance on ny liver and I just want to die!! Klaus is busting for a wee ans somehow manges to leap up over the mess and race off for relief(not bad for an old dog with a ruptured ACL joint!) I take a step back and promptly throw up all over the floor...3 times.Did manage to stay on my feet though! By now my stomach is completley empty but is it over? "Hmm,how can we make this day even more miserable for her? I know lets keep heaving and make her head pound worse and make the vile yellow bile stuff come out of her mouth!!! Ooh and for extra fun lets see just how strong her bladder muscles REALLY are.!!" They're good,they're strong,but under this attack? Sorry. So there I am surrounded by vomit,hurting,crying,grossed out big time becausae now Klaus is back and the stuff outside? He thinks I've given him a lovely present! I know,he's a dog,dogs do shit like that,but please not MY dog!
Chuck Norris aka Chuckie(the cat) shows up takes one look gives me a supecillious"you are SOOOO disgusting"look and promptly disappears again.I'm barely hanging on manage to get myself to a chair,plonk myself down and "DAVID,can you help me please?!" in my best trembly voice,that I have no idea how he heard,my voice was as weak as the rest of me.Poor kid,getting woken up at 6.30 and confronted with a mess like that,just what every 17 year old boy needs right? We manage to clean upas best we can(I did the worst of the floor,he's a good kid like I said but I've decided he doesn't do Mums vomit clean up).I've got to get vomit out of the sliding door track,and it's making me want to throw up again,eventually it's done,I get myself cleaned up and curl up in bed,only venturing out to go to the loo and have sips of water(which I then throw up).By now it's about 11 a.m. and a road gang has decided to start excavating a 3rd nostril at the top of my nose.So I take a sinus pain tablet(Yeah I know,way too many pain killers but hey I HURT) and try to sleep away my life.
!.30pm get up again,why is my bladder the only thing that seems to function any more?! Switch on the computer and there's pictures of a fire in Adelaide,start to read the story,the fire is in Wingfield, Robert works in Wingfield,okay give him a ring.Doesn't answer,stay calm google the place on fire so I can see how clse it is and whether Robert doesn't answer his phone cos yet again he forgot to charge it,ot left it home( he forgot to charge it!) The fire is right near his work,okay I think it's all right  to worry a bit now.I'm flitting all over the internet,scrabbling for information and keep ringing a phone that doesn't get answered.My head hurts again,the road crew shift camp and decide to jack hammer a hole thru my left cheek bone and I'm scared and hurting and just down right miserable and I want my Mum!! Did I ring anyone? Did I ask for help? Of course not! That would be sensible and smart and totally out of character for me,Why seek help and comfort when you can scare yourself stupid sitting home on your own worrying?!
Robert got home at 3.15 YAY! ( Have I mentioned how much I love this man?) For him it was a pretty exciting day,water bombing planes flying overhead,smoke shutting out the sun,flames leaping in the sky,occasional explosions.His work was just outside the evacuation zone and the power got cut so not much got done.Fortunately no-one was seriously hurt,no loss of life one fireman was treated for a burnt hand.I do wonder though,apparently the fire was started by sparks from a welder,Now my husband is a welder,he works in that area what exactly WAS he doing yesterday!! :o)
In the midst of all this pain and worry and vomit and totally gross,awful day a thought came to me CARL!! Yep,Carl that's the name of the guy from :Love Actually" with the really hot body,who went out with the girl,who's brother was in hospital!! I think,maybe I better google and double check,geez my brain works weird.
So to today,I think I'm gonna have a rest and recover,Maggi chicken noodle soup day( Why when I feel crap and sick and yuck do I just want Maggi chicken noodle soup?) And do you know how hard it is to buy now? No other brand will do it;s got to be MAGGI not cup-a -soup either it's got to be the one you do in a saucepan!! Have you ever noticed that anything chicken flavoured tastes NOTHING like chicken?!
Okay,I'm going to bed :o)