~ Dr.'s appointment - check
~ steroids x 5 days - check
~ rest, rest and more rest - check
~ train tickets booked - check
~ arrangements for taxi transfers to and from theatre - check
~ Arrive at theatre - check
~ Buy programme - check
WHAT?!?! NO PATRICK?! CHECK!!!
Okay, after all the trouble I went to; the tears, tantrums and the pain, Patrick stood me up. Never again will I put this man first, especially before my health. NEVER, ever again. No way. Not even tempted.
And today? I'm battered, I'm bruised, I'm exhausted, and Patrick? Does he even care?
Patrick's INDISPOSED. Huh. Indisposed. Does he know the agony I endured to go and see him? Not just me either. Oh no. People from all over came especially to see him.
Guys and Dolls was good. It was even great, but it wasn't the fantastic, once in a lifetime experience I'd wanted it to be.
In truth, for me, Guys and Dolls isn't a stand-alone musical that I would choose to see regardless of who the cast is. No. Phantom of the Opera, Les Miserables, yes, but Guys and Dolls? I went for Patrick. Just Patrick.
But Patrick was indisposed! (did I mention that yet?).