So today isn't really a good day. It's nowhere near over, even though there's only 3 1/2 hours to go.
My back got - can you believe this - *worse* than it was before. There are a whole plethora of things I can't do at the moment - like standing up from a sitting position, for example. Can you just think about that with added Noras? The pain has decided to switch sides too and is now located in the muscles on the right hand side, middle lower. Thank you. Thank you so much.
Nora, as well as suffering from her teeth has a cold to contend with, which I'm sure is partially tooth related. Her top right tooth has been pretending to be about to break through for about three weeks and is now swelling the gum up red raw. I swear to god I feel like it would be better for Noo if I nicked a hole in the gum myself. The poor wee wench is in a right old state.
And so far, my lovely, snuffly, headachey, feverish girl, after barely eating this lunchtime or tea has woken up twice since she managed to get off to puthery sleep at 7.45 (normally she's asleep before 7).
I forsee a sleepless night ahead for all three of us. I'm praying it's a short cold and I *think* I saw pressure marks on her gum on the right hand side earlier this evening, which might suggest that raw "rosebud" might just be coming. At least, with 1 tooth. I hope so. This whole thing is mean and awful. If it takes this long for her front teeth then help us all when the back ones start threatening.
6 to 8 weeks after the bottom two, my Mum said. Ha!