Last night....

Work is really stressful at the moment, and I mean really stressful.  I just don't know what to do with myself.  My flat mate, N, was having a BBQ at the flat and I was feeling really down and agitated so I decided to go for a walk down by the river.  I left the flat around 8pm, and got back around 9.45pm.  While on my walk I almost got run over by, none other than, Timmy Mallet.  He was out biking with some other bikers along the river side.  He did ring his bell apparently, but I didn't hear him because I was listening to my headphones.  I'm currently addicted to Jessica by Elliot Minor.  Anyway, as I started back to the flat, the sun was setting, nature was singing, and I was wheezing.  I had a full blown asthma attack.  I got back to the flat, got a drink (and split water every where!) and went up to my room.  An hour later I was still coughing away and I called NHS direct.  Oh what a mistake, honestly don't call these people, you're better off calling someone's gran, you really are.  They paniced and called an ambulance out for me.  I went downstairs to get one of my flat mates to meet the ambulance.  One of N's friends, didn't catch him name, sat next to me and help me out.  I held his hand and pretty much mangled it, I squeezed so hard, but I needed the comfort.  The ambulance turned up and told me what I already knew.  I wasn't having an asthma attack.  I had a dry cough which was causing me problems.  I was under stricted orders to get some cough medicene because if I carried on the way I was, I really would have another asthma attack and end up in A&E.  Something I didn't want to do.  I thought I had some in my room so I asked S to get some, by this point N and his mates had gone off clubbing.  So S went and had a look but said he couldn't find any, so we got ready to go for a walk around town looking for somewhere that was open at 11.30pm that would have cough medicane.  I went upstairs, and looked in my draw and lo and behold I found some cough mediciene.  The muppet had looked in the wrong draw!  So we didn't go out, although I really did want to go for a walk, but I feel asleep instead, probably better for me.  Just before going to bed I did ask S to shoot me as I've been too ill this year and just couldn't take it any more.  I'm sure most of it is down to the fact I'm just so stressed, I'm not eating properly (I've lost nearly two stone) and I'm just not taking care of myself at all.

So that was last night, rather eventful.  Feel bad about gate crashing N's BBQ!  Although the state of the flat this morning is something to be desired, it really is.  It looks like a bombs exploded.  Beer cans and bottles all over the place, pop corn trodden into the carpet.  It's quite bad really, but at least I don't have to tidy it up.  In fact I'm on a post crash day so I've been resting.  I had to go into work this morning because I was interviewing for a sessional worker, the lady we had into today I liked, but there is a bit more to go before we can hire.  After the interview had finished I just came home and slept!  11.30 - 1.30 and then watch TV and now I'm typing this.  After this I will watch some films and just sleep a bit more.  Craving chocolate like you wouldn't believe so I'm just going to do that.  Why not!  You need to spoil yourself occasionally.

tags: asthma  flatmates  frustration  depression  health  work  

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