I think I'm loosing it.
The plot that is.
Jesus Christ, it's only tonsillitis and here I am carrying on as if it's some dreadful incurable disease.
This morning I came very close to handing in my notice at work and contemplating running away. Far far far far away, somewhere where there are no viruses and no responsibilities.
Its *only* tonsillitis. So is that why my daughter was blue lighted to hospital?
Am I overreacting? Have I gone mad? Has that last bit of sanity snapped and my sense of rationality gone completely awol?