Well, here's the deal:
Spent most of Sunday in hospital with unspecified abdominal pain, many poking and prodding procedures later, am told have to stay overnight. Many hours later, arrive on a ward where receive lecture from large African nurse about the many dangers of terminating a pregnancy (death, womb caving in etc.). Am taken for scan, told everything is fine, pain is inexplicable, given paracetomol, turfed out of hospital.
All I've wanted to do for the past 5 days is sleep, eat salt and vinegar crisps, and cry. Although have been mildly cheered up by fact that Pete and Nikki have split up. Have a copy of Heat in my bag and am quivering with desire to read it. Won't have internet access till back at work, and seeing as going to Argos yesterday completely wiped me out, am not sure when this will be. Hope all in blogland is well, won't have time to go round everybody as using library computer and they only give you 15 sodding minutes of precious net usage. Just thought I'd check in and say Hi. Oh, and I see the Path is back.