Not doing much.
The last two days have been a bit of a wash out (literally! Lots of rain). C has a sore throat & has been pretty feverish at night (I kicked S out last night so she could sleep with me, she was burning up) & I am not really functioning due to sickness. We made it out to the last swimming of term, it was just a play session really but C was knackered afterwards (we have the class we wanted for next term which I’m pleased about) and I took her to McD’s for lunch (couldn’t face cooking even toast), but apart from that we stayed in & C mainly watched Madeline.
Today I had to drag her out of bed (at 9:30 
) to get up to the vets (very HE-ey, nightie, wellies & her coat), when we got back she went straight to bed. C has perked up enough to do some phonics & handwriting & play Shrek on the Xbox this afternoon, but I think more calpol & another early night is in order.
I’m feeling quite depressed, feeling scared all the time is tiring. I haven’t broken out the doppler yet (go me!), I have to maintain some kind of distance (hahahahahaha, I am allowed to kid myelf right?). Last time things started getting bad about now. I’m having uber weird dreams. 17 days until the next scan now humpf. I feel awful. Fuck.
Tomorrow we should be ice skating, but will she how it goes. I must take my library books back
