I can’t say i’ve really felt like blogging these last couple of weeks. After the miscarriage, i just sort of dropped my bundle abit, and i’ve had bad insomnia, and depression. Yasu didn’t say it was because of the miscarriage, but he sort of became depressed too and had two days off work because of it. I don’t think he even realised why it was himself, but nevertheless, we just moped around here together, which was fine by me as i hate moping around by myself.
We did have a fun weekend this last couple of days. We were meant to be having a bbq with a Japanese friend of Yasu’s and her boyfriend, but she didn’t tell us til the last minute that she had to work Saturday, (even though she knew all week), so she said she wouldn’t get there til later at night. And then, even though her boyfriend has a car and can drive, she asked if Yasu would pick them up! They live north of the river so it was definitely a no-no. I messaged her and said not to bother, but she never replied. Instead preferring to call Yasu to talk to him, which i found a tad rude. I mean everyone else who i messaged and cancelled, texted me back to say that was fine, except her. I don’t know why but there is just something about her that annoys me. Maybe it’s the fact that when she comes over she insists that i “have to speak Japanese”. I told Yasu, no i’m not speaking Japanese if i don’t want to. I just want to relax in my home and sure i can understand what you all say in Japanese but i respond in english. He’s fine with that by the way.
So yeah, i was glad when she wasn’t coming. Yasu and i carried on with our plans and made dinner together and had it out on the patio with a couple of glasses of Midori. It was nice just to spend time together alone, and have a bit of a chat one on one. I felt like it was more of a “date”.
Sunday, it was one of our good friend’s birthday party for her son and for herself. Actually her birthday was on the 11th November and her son who turns 2 is on the 28th November so it was a joint party sort of. As all the women with kids cancelled on the day, no other kids turned up to play, except Yasu, the big kid. So the birthday boy and his brother, and the neighbours kids all had a ball in the cubby house!
There was a lamb on the spit that was cooked to perfection, it melted in my mouth. Yum. And my friends mum got really drunk and kept saying “oh behave” over and over, and then she started singing and wouldn’t stop…it was hilarious. Just the kind of big belly laughs Yasu and I needed. There was also a former colleague of mine there, who got drunk and hit on my friends’ husbands’ brother! All in all we had plenty of laughs and good company, good food, what more could you ask for?
Then today i woke up with a sore throat, and i’ve gradually been losing my voice throughout the day…I can cope with colds but i hate having a sore throat. Mine feels like i’m swallowing razors, it’s so painful. I’ve tried cold and flu pills, swedish bitters, and olive leaf, but so far nothing is working. I’m seeing my doctor tomorrow morning so i guess i might get some antibiotics.
After that i’m off to Ella Bache for a 1 hour facial/massage, which is my little treat to myself after all these crappy weeks i’ve been through…will let you know how it goes.
Thanks for staying reading even for a long time without updates, i appreciate it :) Have yourselve’s a great day.
