Friday the 13th
I'm not superstitious but this Friday 13th was not a good one for me...At 7am my lower back decided to go into spasm just as I was getting to the top of the stairs. It was just a good job that it was early in he morning and Peter had not gone to work...poor Sunshine was screaming for her brekkie! Agony does not adequately describe the pain...time for an ambulance.... :( Entonox to get me down the stairs and into the ambulance and a trip to Frimley Park.
It seemed like an age before I was seen by anyone...amazing how gas & air slows time down...drugged up and sent home so I have taken up residence on my trusty matress in the living room. Fed up because I wanted to take Sunshine to Aquatots today...but lucky for her Peter has...Sunshine and I will be going to stay at my mums for a few days so that Peter can go to work...Mum will enjoy seeing Sunshine for such a long time!

