On Tuesday, a last minute appointment at the Docs had him sent home with promises of a referral to a headache clinic, a second appointment for Friday, some hefty painkillers and advice to avoid codeine based painkillers. Friday rolled around, with exertion based headaches still happening, but the hefty painkillers being pretty rapid to help. This time he has been sent home with beta-blockers and an appointment for next Friday again. I won't say I am not concerned still, but at least both Mr SC and the medical profession are taking it seriously.
At work, it seems that we are about to enter another slow period. I have not got much sitting on my desk, and even less in the way of prospective work. I really want to look into building up some sort of business from home, but can never decide what would suit me. I guess the joy of working for myself would be that I wouldn't have to pick just one route to go down. As soon as I get my wedding invites finished, I am going to throw myself into some etsy projects. Remind me of that please!
In the last week, Mr SC has really knuckled down and sorted out the house. The bathroom and kitchen are clean, the spare room is ready for my parents to come and stay, the lounge is tidy, and the washing pile isn't out of control. Wow!
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