Every Breath You Take

Panting and everything today, it was a weird lung day but ahhh…. enough of that.

I’ve spent all day trying to write things and have come up with exactly nothing.  That’s right, nothing.

I need and have to get out there and breathe the world in - stimulate the old synapses.  ONe way or another I have to start living and breathing normally again.

i had a row with my mother today.  She, in an off the cuff way, told me that she has been aches in her chest.  Now, she wouldn’t have mentioned it if it wasn’t concerning her and she certainly wouldn’t have gone to the doctors and got checkd out if it hadn’t scared her… and the doctors told her to rest so what is she doing?  Running about like a lunatic and refusing to sit down.

I’m being a little bit selfish but I’ve got enough to be worrying about at the moment without knowing that Mum could end up in hospital again.

Mind you the way I was feeling today there could be three generations in hospital at the same time.

Whinging?  Yes.  Whining?  Oh-ho yes!  I need a shower.