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Chesca
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Does anybody else do this? Go to the supermarket in a trance, concentration at an all time low through lack of sleep, security guards primed just in case you slip that jumbo pack of Andrex into your handbag as you're making like a shoplifter. You pick up items on the basis that 'ooh, he enjoys that' 'she finds that a treat' 'they just love that muck' and fill your trolley accordingly, only to arrive home £82.14 lighter in the wallet and the only thing you would possibly eat from your trawl is tortellini, a scone, a lolly ice followed by a large gin! I mention this only as I have yet to have lunch and draw the line at gin so early - but only because I have to drive later!
Mum is refusing to eat, although I'm not sure refusing is the right word. She has a terrible chest infection, is loaded with antibiotics and seems extremely sedated. I'm not sure she has the energy to chew, and hope that is the case, or is this the last slippery road to hell? Can't bear to think about it.
Just off to Versace to spend the carer's allowance!
Kindest etc etc
Chesca (size 10)
Mum is refusing to eat, although I'm not sure refusing is the right word. She has a terrible chest infection, is loaded with antibiotics and seems extremely sedated. I'm not sure she has the energy to chew, and hope that is the case, or is this the last slippery road to hell? Can't bear to think about it.
Just off to Versace to spend the carer's allowance!
Kindest etc etc
Chesca (size 10)