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This week I shall be mostly having a chest infection!  

As if the house of Cheese hadn't had enough snot via Large-haired eldest's coughing/choking virus - now in it's 10th week.

I have taken to my bed and am feeling like poo! 

(actually I look a lot like it too).

Fluffy Youngest has her week long school trip to France coming up. 

 I'm already finding her little notes dotted around the house.  'These are my monday clothes, please do NOT move',  'Pile to be packed' and my favourite attached to the combination lock on her suitcase 'the number of this code is 461 - in case of emergency!'  She's packing her hair-straighteners and I'm already envisaging the school calling to say the Chateau has burnt down due to her leaving them on whilst they trudge around trenches.  I have a week of notes and packing and unpacking coming up! My eldest has given her some shopping tips (you'll remember his amazing watch/chav hat combo from his trip last year).  I have filled their short lives with, what I consider, tasteful wooden toys, and beautifully designed knicks and knacks - if she comes home with a hat with 2 cans attached to drinking straws - then I'm moving into the shed!

SENT FROM MY SICK BED!

WORRY!

My large-haired eldest has been suffering with a hideous cough for the last 4 weeks.

On thursday, however, things took a terrible turn for the worse.

He started choking.  
It was so terrifying. 

We ended up in A&E and were told that he had an infection and possibly a cyst on his larynx.

The poor boy has 2 inhalers, anti-histamine and an asthma drug daily and also carries an epi-pen.

This week he'll be off school.  
Can't play football and will be in hospital for horrid procedure.  
Every time he coughs I freeze and wait for him to breathe.

All doesn't seem fair!

I'll be filling my worry time looking for nice things on the interweb as a distraction!

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