A box made by my youngest nephew at school. He got an A, he would have got an A star if the little box on top had successfully fit inside with the other one! I may wax it so it doesn’t get mucky. It’s flanked by the cards made by my sister-in-law,Gill, (his mum), she’s way more patient and talented at cards than me.
This is what Philip made B for his birthday, it’s a CD holder, but I have a bit of an overflow of cookery books so I may put them in it instead.
And my final present was a vomiting virus! I woke up yesterday morning and felt fantastic even though I’d had a late night because we had a little party. They I had a drink of cordial and it made a rapid reappearance. So I got back in bed and the sick feeling passed. A few hours later I phoned the Royal to check it wasn’t a delayed side effect. No. So I asked B to take me to the walk in centre as I am very rarely sick. My temp, blood pressure and pulse were all fine and I was informed there are a lot of vomiting viruses going round. So I came home and went back to bed but couldn’t keep any water down and felt blah to say the least. I knew I didn’t feel well because I wanted to go back to bed, which wasn’t a done thing in our family.
Gill offered to stay over but settled for B leaving a key with her and me promising that I would ring if I needed anything and I felt so bad I meant it. I got up this morning at 10 and looked like Ken Dodd*, had a shower and got back into bed.
I have felt better as the day went on and even had a little bit of hotpot for my tea. When Gill rang the second time to see how I was she confessed she nearly came over in the night with a spare duvet to sleep on the settee. As it was she dreamt I turned into a prune from dehydration. I meanwhile had a fitful nights sleep and dreamt/thought it was a good job I hadn’t even started knitting the first Myeloma Buddy on order as it would end up like the episode of the Simpsons where Homer buys a juicer from Japan and the flu germs are sneezed in and then let out when he receives it!!!!!