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This week for me started off on a bad footing. I was feeling a little bad on Sunday night as I went to bed and woke up in the morning in probably the worst cramping agony I think I've ever had in my life.
 Being a strong (ie. stupid) Australian male (even more stupid) I elected to ride the abdominal pain out and for the next few days I got worse then at long last better. Why go to the doctor when you can display what a mighty man you are? Trust me guys, I've now been down this road and you don't want to go there. See the doctor and get yourself fixed, no amount of pain shows what a great man you are.
What was wrong? I could only put it down to a bad lunch that I had a restaurant. Nothing like a dose of food poisoning to knock you down to size. It does make me want to get Gordon Ramsay to inspect the restaurant's kitchen on "Kitchen Nightmares" though.
During this time I completely forgot my diary so I do apologise to all of the people that I messed around with missed appointments. Trust me when I say that I was actually ore interested in my pillow then thinking about any sort of business deal.
So I've survived to Good Friday and life is looking much better. Thank goodness! What it did highlight is my own mortality. Literally the next bite might kill you. What a horrible thought! My advice to everyone who reads this blog is on this Good Friday get right between you and God and resolve any relationship issues with friends and family as we never know if our number is about to come up.
In the meantime, I'm off to church today to see my family sing in the choir and thank God that my number hasn't been called yet. On a last thought.....guys, the next time you're wife says go to the doctor she's saying it as much for her sake to stop all your complaining as for your sake. Make her happy, go and get checked out.
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