Diary of a CyberChondriac

Well I am going away tomorrow for two nights. We are going to Rome. I have been to Rome when I was a teenager and I do think it’s a beautiful city.

I have my Benidorm money which has paid for mini break and will fund my spending.

As well as me, Manda is bringing her sister Claire (very highly strung, tactless, mutton dressed as ferret), and Tracey.

I couldn’t really disagree with Claire as it’s her who got is cheap flights. She works for EasyJet as a call centre operative. Our flights are only fifty quid return and we have great flight times. Tomorrow morning at ten so have to be at Manchester airport at 8. I was going to ask Julian to take us but we have decided on a taxi.

Listened to all of Mark’s messages then deleted them. He seems genuinely sorry about Jennifer and Mercedes turning up and is begging for another chance. He claims that I am his other one, and that I complete him. Please!!

He should know I have watched Jerry Maguire several times and is not Tom Cruise.

Maybe I will think about things when I am away. I could stare at the Trevi Fountain and gather my thoughts.

I decided not to tell mum that I was going as she will make me bring loads of tobacco back and the weight of my suitcase will go over the limit.

I was too excited to do much at work. Mark rang three times but Manda just told him I was too busy.

I hate taking off on the plane so will take a diazepam to calm my nerves. I have informed Rex where I am staying just in case of emergencies.

Early night tonight. All packed, Tickets, passport, money, credit card, Mebeverine, Buscopan, Immodium, Senokot, Fluoxetine, Diazepam, anti histamine, throat lozenges and paracetemol. If I need anything else I will have to visit Italian pharmacy. Have downloaded some useful phrases for emergencies such as ‘I am lost’ and ‘do you have any treatments for Haemorrhoids’.

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