He sent some examples and then the reality kicked in. What are you doing?! I'm going to get my blog link in there! But you're telling EVERYBODY absolutely EVERYTHING! Eh? Have you read my blogs?
Umm...put the whole biscuit in your mouth at once so no crumbs to clean up
I'll be honest with you, I'm a bit "chuck it in and hope for the best" but the pleasure from watching them grow is next level. I mean, WHO KNEW?! [Welcome to Old Age, Population: Me]
Part 1 – Why I’ll Never Use Boots Pharmacy Again Well I knew I was addicted anyway but Monday really was showtime. Where to start… I’ll try not to bore you with all the details. Hah! You know I’ll bore…
Anyway, thanks Boots for your absolute zero compassion and understanding of invisible disabilities, even though I explain to you every single time that I've had a brain injury and get confused.
Part 2 On Monday I got a text to say meds were in. Brilliant, finally Tramadol. She hands them over and I say don’t I need to sign for these? No, she says. So I looked in the bag and…
I'll try not to bore you with all the details. Hah! You know I'll bore you with every single last detail.
She knocked my door about an hour later. "I'm so sorry!" she said. "No, its fine, I'm sorry - I'm really sorry, I should've let you stay the night. I feel terrible. What happened?"