Poorly little piggie...

I know he is just my pet, but it is really sad when I see my poor little guinea pig feeling poorly. For the last few days, Alphonse was looking a little off colour and was really quiet, hardly eating and just sleeping. Looks like he had the runs over the last week from something he ate (probably the cabbage sent by Steve's Dad) and he is already starting to look a bit better and more able to have something to drink. Even so, he has an appointment with the vet on Wednesday so hopefully he'll make headway by then.

As for me, I'm just getting on with things, having my life made miserable by inconsiderate wasters and their music, and lungs that are trying my patience as well. I am exhausted and it has been such a tough week with the admissions, not getting as far in my recovery as I would have liked and the stresses of trying to find a new place, run the house and everything else in between. Made even harder by the fact I seem to be doing most of the work single handed. I understand Steve has his course and other priorities, but there really is so much one can do alone until exhaustion sets in and illness worsens.

I think the main thing I want, is to feel like I have a bit more of a choice and to have at least a little bit of let up for a little while, but alas, that is not to be. I know Steve can't really do an awful lot and is tired and crabby after his course, but I really do worry because if he could think I am not trying after all of this then what is trying anyway?

I mean, am I trying in all of this? Or is there more I can do? I don't know. I run around, cleaning and trying to sort out budgets, paying the bills and making sure that Steve gets enough each giro cycle so that he doesn't feel like he's losing out, but as I say, there is only so much I can do and £200 doesn't always stretch far enough. I do worry about things like losing our home, I do worry about admissions as I know they stress Steve out, and I DO try and forbear things and make the most of the fact I am not getting much rest when I need it.

Sorry for whining and complaining, I guess its been one of those weeks.

Loves
Wendy xx