From Masters to Doctors (weirdly, not a Doctor Who reference)
Dear Buddah, I have not been on LJ in AGES! Too much going on I think, what with having all my stuff hauled out of Norwich up to Darlington and commencing my stay on Anne's dining room floor
Ok, Tuesday morning I found out my cash card was buggered and I only had £1.60 on me. Managed to get a train ticket from Darlington to Huntingdon with the one swipe machine left but that was it, had to wait for a lift from the station once I got in. Mum decided to have a wardrobe clean out and gave me a load of her old stuff, so that's my holiday wardrobe sorted.
Wednesday, Graduation in Norwich went fine. Wore the silly outfit, said hi to all the MA peeps, and saw my bossladies from the sweet factory. Had the ceremony in St.Andrew's church and it was all very Harry Potter-esque. Mum complained about having a bit of a sore throat but was otherwise fine. Went home, mucked about on the net, did a bit of drawing, planned to head back to Bishy about 11/12ish.
This (Thusday) morning, woke up to find Mum lying on the landing floor. It scared the crap out of me. She's got a sore throat complete with Mump-like swelling on one side, ear ache, vomiting and dizzyness. But she's not throwing up blood like she did last time she was ill, so hopefully the tear in her throat hasn't opened again. But she won't stop talking, or stay put - hence the collapse this morning and nearly flinging herself down the stairs about 15 minutes ago!
Phoned her work to tell them to bugger off calling her and booked the doctor for 3.50. Got a taxi booked in about half an hour, but because my cash card is buggered I'm not sure how I'm going to pay them! Need to go find a plastic bag now to stop the taxi getting some impromptu interior decoration...