So you bunch of lovely tattlers, last night was awful, I had sudden stabbing pains in my back and stomach that got so bad I was sick all over the bathroom and couldn't breathe so had to call ambulance who kindly gave me gas and air and took me to hospital, full of drunks and unsavoury characters may I add but thankful all the same, turns out I have a very painful problem with my pelvis so need to do certain things to help it but it can happen again. Reason I'm telling you all this? I was home alone with my boys, My husband was on his way from work, over an hour away, I had to call an ambulance because I honestly thought I was going to die
![Pleading face :pleading_face: 🥺](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f97a.png)
until I couldn't help it anymore, my boys knew nothing, I went outside and paced and moaned through the pain and then went into the kitchen and literally layed myself out, crying. The boys let the ambulance in and helped me so much, I'm so proud of them, I feel incredibly guilty today and they are having a special treat for helping Mummy and being brave. My point is the guilt I have is awful today, how can Aimless ruin Harpers whole Xmas for bronchitis when I was able to mask physical pain for as long as possible? She's a
tit excuse of a Mother and last night made me see that even more!!! I must say when I decided to lay on the kitchen floor, I did think ffs I'm doing an Aimee BUT it was the only place they don't tend to hang around so I knew they wouldn't come in