So a few weeks me and Lelly (the lelster) got very sick.
Bad tums and all that jazz
I thought I had managed to dodge it but after leaving to brave the harsh reality of the wunderplatz of normalsville.. I got to work only to find that I too was on a fast track to sicksville. Apologies to our till maintenance account manager thankfully I managed to make it to the Victorian loos for worship before the spewtonium was mined.
I was then bundled onto a metro as I needed to leave work asap!
The next few days were spent in seperate bedrooms with the highlight of the illness being myself having a severe panic attack, yay!
Go team Flecknell!
So I sat up around midnight bolt upright with a super high temperature ran to the loo and started retching then boom I get pins and needles in my hands and feet… That gets worse and worse then I can’t move my hands or feet and panic some more, I got claw hands! I rely on my hands for many things but all I could think was how am I gonna hold an xbox controller…. Yeah I’m an idiot. Around this time I started yeling for lesley to save me as I was obviously dying.
Thankfully she’s not a heavy sleeper and came and helped me out but as my tounge was numb and I still had the claw hands I requested an ambulance..
Now I’ve never ridden in ambulance before and it’s a bit disappointing truth be told is like a colder bigger taxi… Anyhow I’m ok now and my lunch break is over
So catch you laters ![]()
Rob



September 21st, 2009 at 4:43 pm
Good idea. Might call 999 next time I’m short on my taxi fare.