Musings of Khlari

Yep. Well, I told everybody not to get too excited. And before somebody tells me it’s all to do with a positive outlook (and I axe-murder and disembowel them), I did go with a positive, nay scarily smiley face wearing a suit and heels.

I’m back, I’m back!!!!well, I haven’t actually physically been anywhere as such, just out of the loop, so to speak. the dreaded novel is in, although I managed to again be so ill that it was hard to finish what I needed to do when I needed to do it. Yes, the dreaded migraines again made an appearance in a spectacular fashion just when I could really have done without them. That coupled with the near obligatory printer hissy-fit. Great.

I, until 18th August at least, am the invisible woman. I have a novel to write by then, I’m afraid,, so until then I am and will be the invisible incommunicado woman………BUT I’LL BE BACK!

(and imagine all the rants I will have saved up by then)

The death of my brain, and the death of my marriage (though it had been a zombie for some time).

So I woke up feeling like…urggggh. But determined to go and wish TNO a Happy Birthday, so it was off to AmethystDragon’s house, armed with M_______, Mr A, a host of books on suicidal home-brewing for TNO…gems such as ‘How to brew Psychotropic Ales’ and ‘Brew like a Monk’- TNO loves to make weird and wonderful brews, which led to many weird and wonderful discussions.  Kitty and Skit were there, as was Silent, Unfortunately ended up feeling a lot worse, after only a can or two of Grolsch (I had foregone the interesting brews). Had to be a real party-pooper and go home at 9.30 or so which is most unlike me. Yuk yuk yuk. Retired to bed with lots more hydrocodeine, and still felt rubbish in the morning…….It’s not fair. Maybe I’d have been better off with the psychotropic ales.

A mixed bag of a weekend. My darling daughter somehow convinced me to enter the school talent contest with her, singing - The Timewarp. Great, except it is a Catholic School, and some of the lyrics may well have been considered more than slightly morally dubious by the people who already give me dirty looks when I darken the school gates by my mere presence…….

Thanks to ChaoticKitty for these which I have just nabbed off her blog (here)

Me and Mr A doing….well, I really wouldn’t know, but it looks like I was enjoying it!

The humungous cake (I look out of breath as I have just blown all those candles out!)

So, finally Saturday I am just about able to stand up and behave slightly less like an extra from Return of the Living Dead….I still needed the shades though, thank heaven for prescription shades is all I can say. Mr A then took me and the gothlet out to Preston in search of goth bits for my birthday.

It has been a very mixed couple of weeks to say the very least….The Thursday before last, ie the 14th, my head began hurting at work. So off to bed I went when I came home, having dutifully taken my Zolmitriptan……and it didn’t go. I don’t remember much of Friday, nor in fact of most of the weekend. Monday to the G.P. as I had run out of medication (I only get 6 at a time which is no good if it lasts that long- apparently they are ‘too expensive’- glad to know I’m worth it, eh?).

Sorry everyone, am dying. This is the best I’ve been since last Thursday. have been in bed for all that time - I apparently have a migraine and a virus at the same time. That’s what they told me at A & E last night anyway. My GP had failed to notice this. URRGH,. Going away to die quietly now.