Perfect Pants

Paula's A&E waiting room

Well, my ironing pile has gone down. Mum popped round whilst I was at work and picked up a few bits. The thing is, my airing cupboard is in such a state that the bits at the top, which she so kindly ironed, were not quite on my ironing wish list. But hey, our children now have the smartest pressed pyjamas and pants ever, yes pants!

Busy day at work, home to bed then the chest pains started. Phoned my chemo suite who told me to jump in an ambulance immediately to A&E. Tommy, my local paramedic, rushed me to the QEII A&E (we fancied a change of scenery). I flashed them my get out of jail free card and was immediately put into my own waiting room. I was then taken through to an individual side room where they ran lots of tests, including; bloods; ECG; chest x-ray; etc. A porter arrived to wheel me off to a ward, half way along the corridor a nurse called him back saying that he had got the wrong person! (that could have proved interesting...) Finally discharged, with a good heart (but you all knew that anyway!!), chest pains unexplained. All in a day with Chemo Queen. 

Well done Oscar for being voted as Green Bee at school.


The weather man said there won't be any rain for 6 months... I drought it