I'm sick like a dead cat.
The person at the old fucking cheat money company passed it to me and i'm still sick one week later. Bloody.
Today is the first day I can talk. I've been missing out on so many things. Couldn't even go for the farewell lunch they had for the boys.
sucks sucks sucks. my body is overloaded with medicines. I think i'm going to die of drug overdose.
adela and my parents are flying off to perth on sunday to get the little bugger settled down. I have to get better by then or else there will be nobody to fuss over me. and i have to help look after hubert too.