Weds 24th, I did not plan for a busy day but it turned out to be crazy . Alan had a restless night, but was not sick in the night.The puppy woke up at 6, everyone else laid in till 9. Alan had no appetite but drank more water which was good, he hates the taste of water and most squashes so it's been a bit hard. Unfortunately he took all his 9am pills and was sick just after, which made us think they were not absorbed, so that was a worry. My son was supposed to be helping at a football club in town at 10, so we left to go and do that. Unfortunately my son did not recognise the coach they had helping so he got upset and did not want to stay.I did a quick trip to morrisons on the way home to get essentials like loo roll, only about 5 items because my son was still upset in the car.The lady at the till was really rude because i think she saw i was agitated that she was chatting to the customer in front of me for ages so she went super slow. She huffed and puffed when i asked for bags so i burst into tears ( they came from nowhere) well it made her hurry because i think then she thought i was mentally ill. I rushed home then to find my daughter refusing to have a shower (which she had promised to do) the puppy had pooed on the carpet and Alan being sick upstairs. Chaos! Eventually everyone was sorted and Alan was comfortable. I had some lunch, sat with Alan and then went off to give a blood donation at 2pm. It was my eighth donation so i did not see it being a problem but a nurse spotted that i looked anxious and asked me if i was ok, cue tears again, i was very embarrassed sitting there crying for seemingly no reason. They all thought it was because the male nurse had not put the needle in right but it was just because i had stopped and i was on my own and that is when the feelings creep up.So i left there leaving yet more confused people in my wake.Got home to find the dr had rung and Alan had repeat prescriptions that needed collecting so it was back into town to sort out dr and pharmacy things. Back home and time to sit with Alan and help him, he was sick a lot today :( No appetite but has been drinking more. Made dinner for children but smell of their dinner wafting upstairs made Alan sick again. When i took out potatoes from oven i dropped the tray and they rolled everywhere, i could not salvage any! So had to give them lots of buttered bagette instead.Then i had to take the puppy to his 'puppy party' at the vets, where they can socialise with other puppies. ( quite key apparently) Dexter (our puppy) was the smallest there but was soon trotting around looking for playmates and having the odd scrap. I felt quite proud watching how confident he was. Soon he had exhausted the vet nurses with his antics who said things like 'phew how do you cope' and 'you've got a right one there', which made me pleased that i wasn't just imagining that he is a handful at home. At the end i told one of the nurses about our situation, it was not hard to say but her face just fell and she looked so horrified that i started to well up again. She recovered but as we left in the car i could see her telling the other nurses what i had said and i thought perhaps it would have been better to keep quiet. I got home with a thankfully tired pup but Alan had been sick and was being sick again as i came in. I now feel shattered but the kitchen is a tip and bins overflowing. I shall leave what i can till tomorrow. I feel tired but fed up too because i haven't felt like i have spent enough time with Alan. I also feel silly for getting upset in public places, i think it might be related to hormones though this week so maybe i should avoid public places for a bit. In fact i am going to do an online Tesco order right now...Really hope Alan is not so sick tomorrow and has a good night tonight..
