My little girl has been off school for a couple of days because she has been poorly. Nothing major, she had a slight temperature and the sniffles. I took her to the doctor and was told that antibiotics would not be necessary and that she should rest for a couple of days, take Calpol and keep her fluid intake up. I stayed home from work for a couple of days to look after her.
Her dad lives in Kuwait and either calls or sends her a text every day. So... he calls her last night and goes into a blind panic. Talk about over reaction! It took me over two hours and at least twenty phonecalls to convince him of the following:
1. A mad dash to the Emergency Room would not be necessary.
2. No, she did not need to have an injection (WTF?)
3. We did not need him to 'DHL' anything from Kuwait.
4. That NHS doctors here are just as good as private ones.
5. That the doctor had not prescribed the 'generic' pink medicine you always get given after a visit to a government clinic.
I know he is being sweet and probably feels helpless because she is so far away, but talk about high maintenance. He loves her to bits and I am grateful for that but last night I spent more time calming him down than I did looking after her.
So... fast forward to today. Not a call or a text - talk about bizarre!
Wednesday, 28 January 2009
New Year New Blog - same old crappy life!
So... here I am. I have finally got round to starting this blog months after I first began to set it up. Kind of nervous about it. Will anyone read it and if they do will they die of boredom?
I never had the notion to set up a blog although many people I know seem to have two or three on the go. I have, however, been an avid reader of blogs - mainly about Kuwait - for a while now. I am a sort of surreptitious voyeur spying on a world that I used to belong to but am now only nominally part of.
After a while, I wanted to post comments on other peoples' blogs and joined blogger. So... I thought, what the hell, I might as well give it a try, even if it does blow big time.
Speaking of things 'blowing' in general, isn't January the meanest of months wherever you are in the world? I have had Arctic Scottish Januaries like the one I am enduring right now and have had milder, though equally miserable, ones in Kuwait.
January is like penance for having a good time at Christmas/Eid, or whatever. You have no money because you were paid way too early in December and the bills keep coming.
My rescue remedy is lots of traditional Scottish home cooking - soup, mince and tatties and stew. So I have been cooking up a storm and avoiding the scales!
I never had the notion to set up a blog although many people I know seem to have two or three on the go. I have, however, been an avid reader of blogs - mainly about Kuwait - for a while now. I am a sort of surreptitious voyeur spying on a world that I used to belong to but am now only nominally part of.
After a while, I wanted to post comments on other peoples' blogs and joined blogger. So... I thought, what the hell, I might as well give it a try, even if it does blow big time.
Speaking of things 'blowing' in general, isn't January the meanest of months wherever you are in the world? I have had Arctic Scottish Januaries like the one I am enduring right now and have had milder, though equally miserable, ones in Kuwait.
January is like penance for having a good time at Christmas/Eid, or whatever. You have no money because you were paid way too early in December and the bills keep coming.
My rescue remedy is lots of traditional Scottish home cooking - soup, mince and tatties and stew. So I have been cooking up a storm and avoiding the scales!
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