Am I really a tease? Well, you will have to read all this blog to find the required information about Nutella. It is in here somewhere, might be the beginning or the end or somewhere in between....
Read on McDuff :-)
Friday morning arrived and I was p**sed off, well more accurately, p**sed on in the form of a bag leak during the night. Once again I had tried to sleep on my side but ended up rolling onto my front and squashing my stoma bag. I think I have to come to terms with the fact that I am destined to have to sleep on my back only for the rest of my life. Well, I know it's a pain but much much better than not having a future!
And so I skipped out of bed again quite early and stripped the sheet off the bed and stuffed it in the washing machine. That is the right way to do it isn't it? Stuffed rather than placed?
Anyway, being up early I thought I would steal a march on the day and get some work done whilst I still felt awake and full of energy. You have to use these times when you have them as a doze on the sofa will be calling me at some point during the day and I have to heed that call or I just get knackered and a bit tetchy with it.
After about an hours work I took myself off for a long soak in the bath. Just heavenly relaxation and freedom from the stoma bag. And today I had visitors whilst I was in the bath. Don't worry, nothing to worry about, it was just all three of our cats coming to see their fav man. Or was it because I'd not yet fed them? As they say, dogs have masters and cats have staff. And I was staff.
But today they were keen with Ferris even deciding to walk around the edge of the bath, a complete circle (well oblong really) to get a better view of what us strange humans do. Lloyd just looked at me in disdain whilst Bex just sat there and shouted at me "Food, food, food...."
And it was the cat noises that finally drove me to get out of the bath but they would have to wait for their breakfast as I needed to fix another soma bag. Then, and only when I was ready, did I feed them. You have to be strong, if you pamper a cat they soon have you running round in circles after them. That's why there would never be a Pavlov's Cat.
Cats fed I then had to give Ferris his antibiotic pill which meant wrapping it in Philly and letting him lick it off my finger. Just glad that he likes to eat his tablets this way, much easier than trying to force a cat's jaw open and try and pop a pill inside!
At last, I could get back to the computer and do some more work. And so the day passed with a mixture of inspiration and interrupting phone calls, and a "virtual meeting" over the tinternet to crack the Pringles design.
Lunch had been a simple boiled egg sandwich as I had a delicate stomach today. Is it just me or do we all panic a little bit with every ache and pain we get?
I had a good rest half way through the afternoon but I was still at the keyboard when T got home about 6 tonight. By the way, the idea of the Nutella is to use it to "decorate" one's other half's body as an aid to... well, as Mike advised me, it is proved to be as good as the little blue pill. ;-) However, read the warning label as too much can make you sick!
With my delicate stomach (No Angela, this is not a Nutella related illness.) we had a simple pasta tea and then settled down to start watching the Flashforward series. Great - we even did three back to back episodes!
And so to bed via the need to write this blog trusting that this early writing before the final end of the day doesn't allow Angela to start being bad before midnight arrives...
Catch you all tomorrow
Andrew xxx
