Thought i better give a well overdue update. Reece got over his crazy rash, turns out he had Glandular Fever, that's why he was catching some weird stuff .....he is much better now, although his knees still hurt when he rides his bike.

With all the running around at doctors and specialists, our paediatrician has diagnosed Reece with Asperger's Syndrome, we have been thinking about getting assessed for some time as his teacher last year had some concerns but we were going down the...

Glad to know i am not alone..... i still have only bought one present so far.....Reece has contracted "parvo B19 virus" he has a scary rash everywhere and is very lethargic...the Dr says he will be out of action for a couple of weeks and he needs to return to the Dr's in one week so she can do a blood test as she suspects he has Glandular Fever also.....poor little man, he does not know what to do with himself....he is going to be so bored....he can't go to school (not because...

a single thing yet for Christmas! That means i have to go tomorrow night or on the weekend....OMG.....I'm nuts!

Thanks for your kind words.

It has totally weirded me out....on how counselling is a bit like going to another support group, say like alcoholic's anonymous or something like that....I have the impression if we stop going we just might fall backwards again and start talking to each other like shit or ignoring each other.

There is one thing that has made me feel very positive about this whole thing......my hubby is very positive about this, he welcomes the counselling....most...

Well, it's been OK....Since we have been told to quieten it down (me in particular) things have improved....for the time being.

Had our second appointment with "Snape"...I actually found the lead up to the appointment amusing, hubby did not.....we were both visted by the "fuck-everything-up-fairy" at work, and she suprised me again on the way home from work picking up the kids, by me having to roll down Raby Rd in Neutral as the car ran out of...

since i made my last entry.

My marriage has hit a rock bottom low, so much so that my husband and myself are going to counselling.

The counsellor (i call him Snape...not to his face of course!) sounds exactly like Alan Rickman, i don't think i like him...not because he sounds like Snape......because he told me to STOP whinging,bitching,whining,yelling and nagging.

All Allen got told was "Please do the fucking dishes"

"Snape"...

It's weird really....I did not want a journal, i actually created this one by mistake, I was only checking the idea out and Vala, I now have a journal!

I prolly should start one.....I never even owned a diary in my life (One to record personal stuff anyways.....i always thought of them as bad things to have, they break up frienships and guys found out who you had the hots for!) so i was not going to poor out my life and soul into one...well, so i thought, given my posts of late in...