Tuesday my one consistent day off every week, inevitably bombarded with phone calls, texts, emails asking why am I not responding. I gave up and took some calls. Lucky I did for one particular staff member as I managed to run an intervention and resolve what will have been a very difficult situation to reverse.

But, I'm hurting, I'm in so much pain today. I went to the office yesterday early as planned, left at 12.30 for the 1.30 GP consult down south for a worker and the GP running late, I didn't get back home until well after 4pm. While I printed off all the 200 odd pieces of paper, so much more work came in while I was there so I had zero chance to begin an attempt to file. Today, I've generated more paper to be printed. Oh well, I'm giving it my best shot, I can do no more than that.

I awoke at 4am this morning and the pain on the right lower back has slowly deteriorated throughout the day. I've taken all the painkillers/ meds I'm supposed to, nothing is touching it. DB home not long ago and dished me up stew, first meal I've eaten all day, just no desire to eat at all. Had to eat the stew because he made the effort. Probably a good thing I did. I've taken extra movicol, I thought yesterday oh I've taken too much movicol, but realised when I got that familiar upper solar plexus pain at about 10am, I've got an obstruction beginning and what was coming through - Just overflow!! I'm so glad I can talk about this type of stuff on here, others just don't understand. Hence while I didn't feel like eating, I wouldn't have anyhow. All I've had is the bowl of stew, I should be ok and will take another movicol before going to bed. Will be sure to dig out a pair of those delightful grandy accident undies which fortunately my nighties in essence are long enough to hide/ disguise... nothing like coming up to your 25th wedding anniversary with the diaper undies eh.... gosh I must have been a terror in my last life, I must be paying penance for some horrid actions I'm sure of it.

Our curtains returned, yay, they look fabulous and I'm very pleased at just cleaning them rather than renewing everything.

While the curtain man was here one of my youngest nieces arrived. I had told her on Sunday grandma and granddad had packed 4 boxes of stuff for her back in 2007 before they moved to our house down south. We've been holding them for ten years, grandad passed away in 2011 not knowing if you appreciated what he had gifted you. I've told her regularly they are here, but on Sunday I said, you need to come and get them, have a look at what they have set aside and wrapped for you and if you don't want them, consider regifting. I have no idea what's in there other than expensive crockery dinner set, expensive quality glassware and her grandad thought enough of her to ask grandma to hand wrap each item and store them in boxes. Like I said it includes a beautiful yellow and blue hand painted crockery set, good glassware and various decanters etc. so she arrived and after a few moments of obnoxious behaviour said so where is this sh1te. I looked at her and said I a quiet voice, you can forget taking them. She responded well it's really inconvenient. My response you've known for 10 years, it's not inconvenient you just don't care and the words you've just used tell me how unappreciative you are and frankly I don't care to give them to you. She replied your being melodramatic, I'll get my keys, she got the keys, put the 4 boxes in the car, came to me and proffered a small hug saying I'm sorry I called it sh1te, it's just stuff and I'm not in the best frame of mind.

I replied, do not let me hear ever you refer or call anything from my parents to you sh1te, if that's all you can say, it's best you leave, you can see I'm very unwell, I'm crying in pain and I just don't need this added duress. You are 33, it's time you take responsibility and accountability for your behaviour. And frankly your behaviour has left me speechless.

The curtain man came out as she left and said, gosh, WHO was that rude young woman, I said my niece, I'm sorry I thought I'd introduced you, he said you did, she just blanked me. I apologised, said I don't know what's wrong with her in the last 10yrs she has lived in the Mediterranean & I'm told she partied hard with wealthy people and she has turned into this horrid woman. I assure you as a young girl she was sweet, she visited/holidayed/lived with DB & me numerous times, we were in London and DB even offered her first job ever. She was a delight. I saw an inkling of the change when I employed her back here /home as a hotel receptionist in a 5* hotel, she behaved as if she were doing the guests a favour. Now she behaves as though everyone owes her, I'm told she regularly does drugs, ecstasy in particular. She must have been coming down when she came here, she kept well away from the dogs and would normally go cuddle them/ make a fuss. I thought ecstasy supposedly made you love everyone and everything. Not a sign of love / niceness there. DB came home and I was still upset, his response "well she's off the Christmas Card list" I laughed and laughed, it is something we used to say in London all the time. But in the main, im sad no wonder her mother and father at their wits end with her. Just so, so unpleasant. Still beautiful/ stunning even, but if she keeps that resting biatch face for much longer her looks will quickly dwindle. I'm unwell it was obvious and all she could talk about was her boyfriend of 3 months (3) had dumped her, I'm thinking to myself - I can understand why! But the way she went on 3 months in her mind represented clearly repented 3 years. I enquired about her last boyfriend, - "he was just a filler" she said. I felt / feel quite ill how she spoke of that, I assume and DB assures me, just casual sex, somone to use while you look for someone else!! Anyway then she got an email. The new job contract - she demanded to know where my scanner was & how incredibly inconvenient it was to have it in my office while I wait for the refurb to finish. I should have told her before she visited! Oh yes I knew in advance she was going to receive and need to sign an employment contract, I'm a mind reader now as well. Then she moaned there was no edible food in the fridge (fridge has fruit, left over roast chicken, roast pork and roast vegetables, cheese, yoghurt, ham, 3 different salads) which by the way she just opened without asking and began to help herself then to a punnit of strawberries, cheese, grapes....

Gosh - What is wrong with this generation. If my grandmother had handpicked and wrapped items for me I wouldn't have waited 10 years, and I definitely would not have spoken in that manner to my Aunt. That combined with the pain I'm in has upset me greatly, I hope I'm ok to go to work tomorrow as there is an important meeting that I must attend. Life eh.... pray no obstruction please, pray for the pain to pass. I'm holding onto my felt heart like the is no tomorrow and I'm thinking of my wonderful dad and how I miss him.

I messaged mum to say she might write to thank you but don't hold your breath!