It could be worse!

I am sat quickly in the kitchen at Home Farm which I am now calling Hospital Home Farm to Laura'a annoyance.  Shouldn't little sisters annoy their elder siblings?

A bit of an up and down weekend but not too bad at all really. The sickness has been constant and hasn't let off.  For some reason it is just like morning sickness but 10 times worse.  Saturday I seemed to just catnapp all day with a few walks in between.  Went on a road trip with Laura in the afternoon and the poor thing was desperately try to keep me a wake as we were both worried that I wouldn't be able to sleep because of the meds I am taking.  The minute the car stopped I feel asleep while L was picking up little L from a paint balling party and had fun in taking the micky out of me with a dropped head asleep in the car.  Laura and David have had great joy in teasing me as I do look like Beaker but with a bright red face. For some reason just in the mornings again.  Image spikey hair bright red face and white eye sockets a really pretty sight.  Laura has felt great about herself as she couldn't look as bad as me and been making fun of me and made me laugh which is the best way.  Dear little O has told everyone that I am the only one that is allowed to be down in the house.  He is such a sweet heart.

Zach called which was such a relief and started asking questions about the treatment which is so good. Did it hurt! What was it like!  I do tell him nearly everything as we have a little packed that we never lie to each other even if the other one doesn't want to hear it. They have both had a great weekend with their Dad, makes life so much easier without them having to see Mum walking around feeling a bit poo.

Yesterday was the worse, I spent the morning walking around the fields stopping myself being sick which just felt horrible.  Trying to create coping mechanisms.   I ended up playing horses and grooming, tacking and basically faffing around but it was the best medicine for me.  After lunch I went out and played all afternoon and didn't come in until 8.  Watched a 3 year old being breaked the argy way which I must stay was pretty impressive.  My emotions have been okay. Not sure if I am blocking it all out just dealing with it but seem to be numb still.  Don't get me wrong I have had a few tears but I really thought I would be worse.  I think I have focused so much on just not being sick and keeping busy that I haven't had time to think about anything else.