Just not my day

Today was meant to be my big 40, well for start to finish it has been the worst birthday I have ever had!

I should never have tried tried to do anything today and just made it a duvet day. But no after much swearing and four letter words I got up. The pain levels higher than ever and shooting pains even if I breathed wrong. By shooting pain I mean random muscle spasms that are so painful they almost make me pass out.

Anyway i went to ASDA so mum could get all the stuff that had mysteriously disappeared overnight like milk bread and sugar, along with what I wanted for her to make a birthday cake. We choose ASDA purely because they have the mobility scooters so  can get about easily. All was going well, till we stopped at the in store Mc Donald's for coffee, then right by the tills I broke down, well not me personally my scooter! The thing is these stores take your sticks whilst you use their scooters so you don't drive the things home or something. So there am I blocking the tills unable to move till someone comes with my sticks from the other end of the shop and a trolley for my shopping. Leaving me to crawl out of the shop the long way on my sticks.

Got home and fond the post contained no cards or anything just a begging letter and adverts. Wonderful! Even my husband never got me a thing, only a two friends who had earlier given me presents and mum have remembered. I know I have one other parcel, but I have to wait till Sunday for that. But there are no cards saying happy birthday or anything, and that is depressing. Granted I have loads of Internet notices but it isn't quite the same if that makes sense.

But that was over ridden by the agonising pain that has now over taken my senses, And since then I have been bed ridden in agony and tears. So bad it has got we have had the doctor out who can only adjust my medicine, till the scan results at the end of the month. Because of this and the fact I have had no choice but to take the high pain relief I can't even drink my birthday in, and there isn't even a piece of chocolate to compensate.

So all in all it has not been my day, and by the sounds of it from the kitchen the birthday cake has just met its maker in a non good way. My poor mum is ill from her flu jab yesterday and she is trying to compensate for everything else, but her arm is swollen to twice its size and she has all the symptoms of reacting against the jab.

That's the sum total of my 40th, guess its just not my day.