I've needed a lot of help from my beloved today. He hoisted me out of bed, helped me up and down the stairs, picked up my stick because I can't bend over, helped pick me up off the floor - it's like being drunk but without the traffic cone and smudged mascara. Shortly he will be helping me into the bath - I suspect the sight of my boobies may be the real reason behind this act of chivalry.
I am in pain. It's what I call a '100% day' - it doesn't get any worse than this. Well, it could. I could be Ashley Cole after Cheryl's finished with him.
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