Maybe I overdid it. Maybe this is normal. But I feel rotten. My stomach is sore and crampy, and my incision hurts a bit.
I have sent the hus-creature to make me a hot water bottle whilst I hide in bed. He is happy to do this. He has also made me a cup of tea and brushed my hair ππ
He is a lovely man person π
Poor old TT has had a bit of a rotten day too. She is severely constipated right now π° So the Mothership and I are putting our heads together to find ways of sneaking more fibre into her. I am deeply sympathetic to the poor wee thing.
#1 Son came home with a Valentine he made for me:
I’m not crying – you’re crying.
He’s so proud of it too π