I have never suffered from an overwhelming sense of energy running through my veins. I don’t eat terribly well and I don’t do enough exercise. But I am usually pretty normal. Walk for a good few miles without wanting to keel over etc. But these last few weeks have been a nightmare. There was at least 2 days where I just couldn’t get to the hospital for radio (though I since made those appointments up) and just walking up the stairs felt like a mountain to climb. I went to Tesco via taxi yesterday…how ridiculous. And when I got there, I was pretty damn pleased for a trolley to hold on to, and the sight of Neil wafting round the corner to rescue me and the soon to be roasted lamb.
I really need to get better now. It is well and truly doing my nut in. I am so looking forward to being a domestic goddess, but that certainly does not involve lying around watching telly forever and a day…I’ll go dooooo-lally!