Jeudi

My morning nausea return with avengence today. This withdrawal thing is weird. When you reckon you've cracked a symptom, it comes back again.
I got the day off, so wasn't driving in the car somewhere taking my mind off it and so I puked. So there's a load of pills gone.
I want to go to the doctors to tell them about my last fall, but I don't want to go... Make sense?
I'm quite enjoying feeling normal for once. Well, Normal for Trin. Trin has never exactly been normal.
I just drove into town to collect my neighbour from the Dental Hospital. Her little one had 5 teeth out. She said they weren't that nice there. Upsets me to hear of departments dealing with paediatrics badly. He had one little sticker... Nothing else. I think my unit must be la creme de la creme for rewarding kids for having procedures done.
Bit lost today, no work, no kids. Not sure what to do with myself. Chill I guess? Talk to you lot?
Next door have got mice. My cats keep bringing me dead ones for gifts.
I don't think I have any... With my three vicious killing machines. OK, two. Bailey's a bit of a wimp... She's chasing a bug on the floor and the damn thing just ran at her and went under her tail.. She's scared of it. Hopeless.