Georgie Jabbers

OMG. FLAT

Sat, 29 May 2010 00:50:40 +0100

Okay, so today I got the keys for mine and nicky’s new flat. Our penthouse apartment, shortly to be used and abused by termisoc, has made me very happy :)

I’m not allowed to go there til Monday though, so nicky can *carry me over the threshold*

I can’t wait.

Summer plans

Sat, 22 May 2010 16:17:00 +0100

Summer this year is going to be a TOTAL bitch.

So far, the draft plan for my summer is as follows:

Next week,(24) stay all alone holed up inside pokey flat. Weekend, collect Nick and Return to Plymouth.

Week after (31), move to huge flat, buy furniture, sort out utilities, banking etc…

Week after (7), have Nick’s mother come to stay with us for a week

Week after (14), spend half with Nick, Drive him home, lots of goodbyes :(

That weekend, go home.

Spend 2 (21,28) weeks at home and then back to plymouth.

This is where is gets *so* good.

Back to plymouth, for a little bit.

Go to Dubai for 2ish weeks

Back home, for some time

Plymouth for some time

At some time have my family down in Plymouth

Home again

Plymouth

And it’s the end of summer.

If I didn’t have a car, right now I’d be screaming….

Trip to Derriford :)

Tue, 09 Mar 2010 13:58:22 +0000

Okay, so yesterday was bloody awful….

Go to hand in coursework. Simple enough task yes?

No. Asthma attack… So Nick bundles me into the back of a taxi and takes me to the Med Centre.

Nebuliser 1, and 2 and then Ambulance.

Nebuliser 3, 4 and 5, Hospital.

CXR -Clear

ECG - Good enough

Time for Discharge. Stress of waiting in a room full of people as a claustrophobic without a clue what’s going on? =

Asthma attack.

Nebuliser.

Attmitted to ward.

5 hours later… Discharged time.

I do not appreciate being kept in hospital for 10 hours when all I want is some steroids, painkillers, and my bloody bed.

Hmph.

Mon, 01 Feb 2010 21:59:49 +0000

Okay. So the wonderful nick has bullied me into having another blog. One that I put my name to… Then he spent the best part of an hour deciding on the domain. Though, he did buy it, so more fool him. Oh well. Now he’s being demanding, surprise surprise. Bye for now. G.