Honeymoon

Well, at the moment I'm supposed to be sat in a beautiful Jaguar or Mercedes on my way to enjoy my honeymoon. However, I'm currenly sat at my desk at work as I needed to come in early so I could leave earlier.


Can't express how down I'm feeling.


About 5 weeks ago, my husband had what seemed like a panic attack whilst driving around the M25. We pulled over, safely, and after a while I started the drive home. We got home to him suffering from really bad nausea, a 'stuffed' head and various other aliments.


Was told by A&E and 3 other medical professionals that it was a viral infection, they couldn't give him anything for it except for some anti-sickness tablets.


Then a different doctor put it down to his anexity.


That was a bit of history.


Back to today, Monday 9th October.


I'm currently sat in the office when I should be on my way to a 5* castle in Somerset followed by 3 nights in a cottage on the Devon / Cornwall border.


I don't hate Andrew for being the cause of us not going, I get he's ill. But it can't stop me from feeling down that we're not off to celebrate our marriage. Doesn't help that we can't get any money back on our cottage.

The castle have very kindly been able to amend the reservation for us when they didn't need to which is very nice.


Well, I supposed that all I wanted to write about this. I'm feeling so down in general, but this is today's 'immediate'.

Sorry to put a downer on noone's day (no one reads this)!