Rant Rant Rant

Perth in 5 days, was the plan. Is the plan. 2 days in the city, then down to Walpole for 3 weeks of nuthin much, and Jess's baby coming, and my dad's 60th birthday (w a side-dish of Very Hot Lauren to hang out w also).
Then new nephew Leo's little friend went over to the Fremantle house for a play date last Wednesday, and went home, and got FUCKING CHICKEN POX.
Thus causing the entire house-hold of my mum, 2 bro's, Gaby and the thwarting nephew to begin a 21 day incubation period.
Chicken pox isn't that big a deal - it makes you sick and get boils etc - and then it goes, but if you get it when yr pregnant it is a whole other different kettle of fish entirely.
It can cause congenital birth defects such as an abnormally small head.
All I can think of is the scene in Beetlejuice where the guy shrinks inside his suit til his head is marble-sized.
Welcome to the world, Brutus. Sorry, I REALLY needed a holiday, so I took a punt - is lucky you have such a winning personality.

Fuck man. How is my luck.

So I had a blood test today, and on Friday, or ideally Saturday, which is leaving things absolutely to the last minute, thus adding deliciously to the stress of the whole situation, I find out the result, and then, inshallah, I can start the fun and games of trying to reschedule my ticket w Jetstar and Virgin.

This is something I am very much looking forward to.

posted by Annie B @ 3:17 PM