The Importance of Being Idle

Poli High!

It's not been a great week so far. Ronnie's been getting hassle at work, and on top of the stress of being the main (well pretty much only) bread-winner in the house it's all just starting to get on top of her. Mind you if I should ever happen upon the person who's giving her a hard time while he's walking to his car on a dark and lonely night, he'll bloody well have something to whine about at work. In truth I didn't really understand what my Mum meant when she said somebody was "wet" until I met Gary, and now I get it. Damned if I could explain it to you anymore than my Mum could explain it to me, but he's the very definition of wetness. Pillock.
In fact it was so bad that Ronnie had to have a day off yesterday to get herself together, and I really enjoyed having her here. And so did Archie! She really was feeling down in the dumps though, so I wobbled out to the corner shop to get some chocolate ('cos everybody likes that when they're sick) and some fresh bread for her french onion soup. Like I said, it was nice to have her here, and to look after her for a change!
Speaking of being looked after, she arranged for me to get signed off work again this morning, although I don't know how long for this time, 'cos I was mainly asleep when she made the phone call. Later on though, I got a letter from the hospital saying that I was "pencilled in" for an MRI scan in the first week of January 2007! So that's ages away, and also "pencilled in" is a bit vague, isn't it? Basically the scans are done by a private company and whilst I've been listed as a high priority patient (which I feel oddly guilty about, like there's nothing wrong with me!), there simply may not be enough scanner time to fit me in, so I'll have to wait and see if the scanning company give me an appointment or not. Ho hum.
Actually I don't seem to be having such a bad day at the moment, which is quite nice; I'm typing relatively quickly and with remarkably few exceptions. This is strange because earlier on this morning I was massively confused by a simple phone call, to the point that I'm fairly certain I left an almost entirely incomprehensible message on the voice-mail of some poor random person who had nothing whatsoever to do with what I was phoning for.

posted by BadMonkey @ 3:30 PM