Welcome back to this week’s edition of “What’s gone tits up in Jodie’s life this week?”
And the answer is literally all of it.
After a slow Bank Holiday, I had a fun day of dentist and doctor’s appointments without a car, so once again everyone got the fun job of playing taxi for me. This time I saw the nurse practitioner instead of my doctor, and she gave me so much more information, testing and an actual diagnosis. What a miracle. So as it turns out I have Benign Paroxysmal Postural Vertigo. Which sounds about as fun as it is. So I’ve been given some new tablets and some exercises to do three times a day for 10 minutes for the next two weeks. But it basically involves lying down and then sitting up and I’m very good at that. Mainly the lying down.
Buuuuuut, that’s not all that’s gone completely tits up this week. You may remember last week that I mentioned that a girl from Joe’s work was trying to climb him like a pole. As it turns out, she already has. While I was in Cornwall. FABULOUS. Rumours fly round their workplace like wildfire, so chances are I was the last person to know. Sounds to me like he was waiting for me to drive off down to the coast with my mum. What a great guy. There goes the last year and a half of my life.
So after a quick re-sort of my plans, I’m going to the Cheese Festival with Connor and Set It Off and Crete with Amber. Who needs a man anyway?
And that’s it for my week, sorry for being the biggest Negative Nelly, but that’s how my week went!