
Well…today has been another write-off I am afraid. Despite going to bed early, I slept until midday, which has to be a good thing. But as soon as I was conscious the pain was there again. I took some more ibuprofen with some toast.
The good news is I cleaned my kitchen. I also washed my bed linen. But I had hoped to be in North London working with Jack. Even though I have had ibuprofen throughout the day the pain has been constant. I spoke to one of my colleagues who said I should take paracetamol or co-codamol. I don’t get on well with either codeine or paracetamol. I also spoke to my GP surgery. Not much help I have to say. Around two hours ago I rang NHS 111. Basically everyone is saying the same thing….take over-the-counter co-codamol (even though I am codeine sensitive).
I have been on my own this weekend as the landlords went away. So Jack is coming over with some co-codamol he bought from a pharmacy for me. He is going to keep an eye on me tomorrow. In the past codeine has done strange things to me and I am scared to take it when I am on my own.
These past two days I have been rubbish at reading posts. I am going to lay here and try to read some of your posts until Jack gets here. The fresh bed linen smells so gorgeous. I am looking forward to being in Jack’s arms. It feels like a safe place to be. It feels so good to say that. Just over a year ago I would never have said that. Now…Jack’s arms feel like the safest place in the world.

It’s funny how a situation can turn out better than we ever imagined!
Never give up! Never lose heart!