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I don't know what's come over us, two posts on the same day. I wrote something a few days ago, but as per usual had to abandon it to minister to the boy. Mostly I have been sick and discovering that I have blue dot cataracts (which sound impressive, but are nothing to worry about apparently). The sickness was a nasty gastric bug that came over me so quickly, that I vomited in front of checkout 23 in Asda last week. All the customers just stared at me as I doubled over, clinging to Babycake's buggy for support and not one person came over to help. I suspect it was because I had the misfortune to be ill in low rent Asda and I bet I'd have been inundated with offers of help if I'd thrown up in my local Waitrose. Anyway, the staff at Adsa were helpful, even if their first aider had the look of a serial killer. I politely refused the offer of going to the sick room for a lie down for obvious reasons...to be continued.