I'm playing nurse at the moment. My boyfriend was in a snowboarding accident at the weekend, and is currently laid up at home, recovering.
I am not the best nurse - think Nurse Ratchet...
I left for work this morning and set him up with everything he could ever need at his finger tips, TV, newspapers, a couple of my books (Hot Target by Suzanne Brockmann and Survivor in Death by JD Robb), water and some fruit plus the phone. The phone was the mistake. So far today, I've had 7 phone calls from him. He's bored. I'm hoping for a speedy recovery before he starts to drive me crazy.