Looks like Bob the Builder is out of action. It turns out he had food poisoning the other day.
So then he went to the doctor to get it checked out and the doctor did all the checks. She was worried as he had diabetes and might have had a heart attack.
Today he rang me and told me he also had bronchitis. I was like oh dear. He wanted a fondle but I told him nope.
Tomorrow he’s going back to the doctor to see what’s going on with his heart. As the trace came back abnormal.
As for me I’m a bit down in the dumps. Don’t know how much more I can take. Feeling bluey. No walks..no cuddles..not for long while.
It’s just dawned on me that I do need someone. I’m hopeless living on my own. Just putting on a brave face for the world to see. Just a false exterior. Too much pride.
Feels like I’m not coping. May be it’s just being so tired that’s pushing me over the edge.
I’m going to try to go visit the beach tomorrow. It always cheer me up.