Oh God, it's a disaster...

[panik]

I tell you. An absolute, bloody disaster.

I'm supposed to be working. I have a book to write, I have a major long chapter all planned out and ready to get on with.But...

I was supposed to go to acupuncture this morning - never made it (again) because Mark, my beloved, has (we think) accidentally ingested a tiny quantity of washing powder. O:!!!! He was really ill last night; terrible stomach pains and diarrhoea. I wanted him to go to A&E but he wouldn't. This morning, he's a lot better, but he still has a sore stomach and loose bowels and is not really over it. My nerves are in shreds, I tell you.

But by ten O clockish, he seemed more or less OK, and is laying on the bed as I write, eating crisps and watching The House Detectives, so, thinking this was a great opportunity to finish this chapter, I powered up the laptop up, fully intending to work and I find -  LJ is FULL of new fic, and interesting discussions and meta, and The Eighth Doctor and Fitz..
and I HAVE to tear myself away and GET ON WITH SOME WORK; but how...?

Please. Help. Help me resist the temptations, for they are many.

Comments

[patk.livejournal.com]

God! I can vividly imagine the sorrow you've been in and I'm so glad that he's feeling better by now.

PatK
:-)

[gillyp.livejournal.com]

He seems more or less over it now; still a little delicate, but definitely on the mend. Thanks for the good vibes (o: