I have my second-ever cold sore on my philtrum, where it meets my top lip. It looks like a red moustache of the kind beloved by Hitler.
I also have what I thought was a pimple on my right nostril, but it is firm to the touch, extremely tender, and has no head, rather like me in a crisis.
I’m covered in cuts and sores, including my left middle finger, where a nail broke off down to the skin, and pulled off half of the cuticle.
I realised I didn’t have a migraine after all, but a tension headache. That I could still function was a bit of a giveaway.
Now, I’m not saying it has anything to do with Tory Boy coming home, but let’s look at the facts:
- Tory Boy comes home
- I get headache, cold sore, ugly red nose, cuts, broken fingernail
Make of that what you will.
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What’s wrong? He’s supposed to make you happy! It sounds as if you’re run down and need a holiday – hint hint – when are you coming?
I haven’t forgotten, I promise, but I have some things coming up and I’m trying to organise dates.
He does make me happy; but he’s nagging me to do more personal posts so I’m having a little fun at his expense.
Think I’ll ever win Mother of the Year?
I had to chuckle at your red mustache Hitler comparision. hehe.
You wouldn’t if you saw it
Aaaaw, hope you feel better soon!
Tilly, I gave you a 5 star rating (of course!) and it shows as 1 star? A glitch? Can you delete this?
Thank you!
Oh poo.
Unfortunately not.
Don’t worry; I appreciate the sentiment
Get better soon hun..sorry to hear that you are not well
It’s all self-pity-induced, I’m sure. A few funny comments and I’ll be right as rain.
Funny comments, funny comment… Think.
I’m just going to give you a snippet from my living room, at this very moment:
I’m in my nightie, writing to you but I’m aware that my damn gum hurts/I should be at the gym/I haven’t prepared breakfast/I need to prepare breakfast because I’m a rubbish housewife who forgot to go shopping meaning THERE IS NO CEREAL/no shops are open on a Sunday because this is Germany – which officially means I’ve failed.
Meanwhile my ADHD son is running through the living room in his underpants, brandishing a fly swat, charging against an even more hyperactive fly, who keeps cleverly evading him (sometimes even by landing on the chasing one’s own body parts).
I agree with Viv, holiday required.
And yet, somehow now, I feel worse…
Thanks for trying, anyway
Oh no. You’ve taken on my stress too.
So it’s your fault?
Nooooo, I blame the kids!!!!
Nooooo, I blame the kids!!!!
Shall we go on holiday together?
I’m really cheating now!!
You really are!
You are run down in excitement?
Then it must be a permanent state because I get excited at the smallest things
Yeah, we blame our kids for everything too…
By the way, it’s good to know that you’re firm to the touch and extremely tender in a crisis
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Get well soon!
x
Thank you Joni
My goodness… What have you been doing?!? Well, what ever it is knock it off. And get well soonest.
Just blogging, really. I’ll stop, shall I?
You poor thing! Hope you feel better soon!
Thanks
I’m still finding my way around Tilly. To bad about your woes. Always remember Scarlet O’Hara, things will be better tomorrow. Dianne
Scarlett and I could be twins (fraternal, obviously)
Sorry you’re feeling punk. Fortunately for you, I have studied medicine on the internet. Here’s my advice: write two blogs and call me in the morning. Unless you don’t have free international roaming, in which case you should email me. Don’t forget the 5 hour time difference (I have a terrible bedside manner if I’m the one in bed.)
I think that’s this week’s winner, Big.
Check your blood sugar. I would -but I can’t reach from here.
How? Please don’t tell me to go to the doctor; by the time I get there, I’ll be well again.
Well I understand some chemists offer a service… but a fasting blood sugar could easily be taken by the practice nurse…
Seriously, though… recurrent skin infection should be checked out with screening.
Get some rest Tilly and do feel better… You are stressed out and need some real down time now. Take it and heal.
Sending you virtual hugs and healing light…
what a tickle, thanks for sharing.
Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by
Sorry to hear your feeling stink. Hope you feel better soon.
Thanks Jo
So sorry to hear you are not well hope you have a quick recovery
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/08/22/my-poo-poo-is-sleeping/
Thank you; I’m fine now
hope all is well, your humor rocks.
best.
Thanks!