The past few weeks or so

I've not written anything in a while because both children got sick, then I did. Basically my daughter got chickenpox, then as soon as she recovered my son caught it. After that my daughter got an ear infection, and I got tonsillitis. Ear infection has been made all better now but not without drama. Nights and nights of her getting up at least 3 times (the first night she got up well over 5 times) and me having to fight with her to get her to go back to sleep. I really don't know how to react when she behaves this way, I know she's only upset and angry because her ear is painful and irritating, but I feel angry and upset myself and I'm not sure where to turn. Do I give her the benefit of the doubt and wait for her to calm down? Or do I punish her and make her go to bed? She was screaming, screeching, kicking and punching, and in the end I just took to ignoring her. I sat next to her with my back turned, not looking at her until she stopped and calmed down. It took about 10 minutes for her to stop screaming and punching my arm, but eventually she did. She then turned to me and gave me a big hug and said sorry, which made it feel like I did the right thing. But did I really do the right thing? Or will she now think that I'm allowing her to get away with behaving that way as long as she says sorry? (Here is where your input is appreciated greatly!)

Going back to what I mentioned earlier; tonsillitis. For the first day or two I felt ridiculously weak. So much so that on the first day I only went to the loo once as it's all I could manage to do. My throat was so swollen I couldn't eat or drink much, and my head pulsed with an awful headache every time I moved it. Unfortunately I started feeling this way on Saturday, so I had to wait until Monday to be seen, not thinking I was severe enough to need the out of hours doctor. Once I went on Monday, the doctor looked down my throat and it was almost as if she was taken aback by what she saw. "Oooh you've got tonsillitis!" she exclaimed to me afterwards. I didn't know if it was a good thing she'd diagnosed it so easily. She then went on to tell me I needed a special kind of medicine and that antibiotics wouldn't do the job. After that she referred me for a blood test, to make sure I didn't have glandular fever. That really scared me, but not until I got home and researched it. Inflamed spleen? Ruptured spleen?! Surely if I had glandular fever I would get these things happening to me, and for me that's a very scary thought. Anyway, I've had my blood test now, but I have to wait until Monday to find out the result. I really really hate that about blood tests. It just reminds me of when I was pregnant and I had to wait a week to find out if I was anaemic, and no one told me I had to ring up to find out or even on what day the result would come in. Because of this I had severe anaemia and had to go to hospital as I was very faint and finding it extremely hard to breathe. In a way I'm kind of glad I don't pay for my healthcare, because if I did I'd be demanding refunds left, right and centre.

More recently I've been looking into courses to go on this September (hopefully!) and found a cooking course that I would just love to do. Only trouble is it's in Ealing, and I have no idea how to get there from here. I'm going to research into it further today actually. If you're reading this and you know any good ways to get to Ealing from Bracknell fast, then please let me know.

Aside from all that toff, I had a pleasant surprise today. I got treated like an adult just because I put a headband in my hair to hold it back. Could this headband be the key to me looking my age? If so, hoorah for the headband! I shall build it a little shrine and wear it day in day out! Hehe, only kidding of course, but it would be nice to look 20 instead of 16.