The 19th & 20th; I feel useless.
The 19th of August. Today has been much, much better. I had Zopiclone last night so I had a big ol' sleep, and my eye has been fine. Hurrah!
This morning, I did a very short blog post, then went into Dolly's room to carry on with my crochet and watch some more House. Finished the penultimate colour and moved onto the white border between colours.
Had lunch, then I went to play some Rayman! I was very annoyed yesterday when I couldn't because my eye hurt, so I wanted to kick some pirate ass. Frustratingly, I'm pretty sure I missed a couple of bits, so I'm going to have to go back and replay the stuff I did today at some point. Not for a while though.
Back to crochet. Got to the final colour and realised that colours five and six will look better the other way around, so I then had to unravel what I'd started of six, then the white, then all of five. Mind-numbing, but if I'd carried on, I would have hated it and myself. Not having that when the fix is so easy, even if it is incredibly boring.
The 20th of August.
Well it's been a weird sort of day, because Mommy is poorly. I came downstairs in my gym clothes to find her moving very slowly and having a temperature. Obviously I did not want her doing any driving so after my breakfast I got changed, and have been doing my best to help her be comfortable.
Unfortunately, paracetamol hadn't really helped (if it's doing anything, it's only keeping it just below 38°) and she's really cold. No other symptoms except feeling generally rubbish. I feel useless and I don't like it.
Because I've been incapable of doing anything productive, I played a bit of Rayman - I think I did a level today that I haven't done before! - then sat watching House, crocheting. I am nearing the end of my blanket! And I have started season 4 of House, reaffirming my belief since The O.C. that Olivia Wilde has the most perfect face on Earth.