spiders in the bathroom

I have discovered something worse than the spider yo yoing in the shower cubicle whilst I gingerly take my morning shower.  Is it the same spider, or one with a death wish?  An evil cousin, a kamakaze cousin in fact.  I washed my hands and face and picked up the towel to dry myself, and there, hanging onto the corner of the towel was a spider!  Strangely, I am averse to spreading spider all over my face and can't understand why said spider would think it was fun!  Was it going to leap off the towel at the last minute, a sort of game of chicken for the arachnid world, or did it actually want to smear itself all over a human?!!  Who knows.  What it did get was a quick flick of the towel to loosen its grip and hurl it to the ground, very unceremoniously.  Cheeky sod, whatever next?  I fear I must be very vigilant from now on in case the toilet bowl is next .......................

Well folks, I am still stuggling, and have had to take another week off work.  I am debating going to the gp, although I know he can't do anything.  I just want to feel better and I live in hope that one day I will go to see him and he will actually have that miracle cure all M.E sufferers crave.  I won't harp on about it as I am depressed enough on my own without inflicting it on my friends.

Dad.  Well, what can I say.  He is still in hospital, filling up with fluid in his abdomen almost as fast as it is drained.  His kidney function is dropping and is now of more concern than his liver.  I am worried.  Again, being rather fragile emotionally as well as physically myself, I am going to say no more.  If I start to cry I might not stop!  I will just say that I am scared.

Rob is going to give up his job, well at the time of writing this blog he is, and come back home to look for a job in the adult mental health sector here.  He will live at Dads' so at least for a while there will be someone there during the night for when/if Dad comes home.  That way Rob has no expenses so doesn't have to worry too much for a little while.  It will be nice to have him home, although I think he might get fed up of the attention his siblings will demand lol.  What it is to be adored :o)    It will be nice for me too, I miss my children.

Right, am off to switch on the fire and cuddle up on the settee.  ttfn xxx