Right that’s me done for a week. Off to Sunny Devon tomorrow for a week where I can watch the kids get wet on the outside and I’ll be getting wet on the inside once these hated antibiotics are done.
One thing to share with you before I go; “the demon duck of doom” and the flesh eating Kangaroo as shown below.
Apparently these were found in Australia but sadly are now extinct. Shame really, this would be exactly the type of family pet that’d teach proper care and handling.
In whinging injury news, I finally managed to have a shower using the proven “legbag” bathroom accoutrament. Ah the joy of the cool stream of water after five days dabbing around with a moist flannel was mostly offset by cheekily removing a dressing on my arm that I felt was medical overkill.
Welcome back bastard pain of scab removal. It’s been days since you were last here. Ow.
I’m taking my laptop with me if only so I can while away the pre-beer antibiotic evenings compiling the hospital diary.
No, I can hardly wait either.