sicker

Okay. Now I'm sick enough to need time off! Seems that Tuesday was only the warm-up. I feel quite guilty about possibly spreading germs on that day. I almost certainly picked this up from one of my sneezing workmates. There's a fair bit of pressure not to let the gulag down by pulling a sickie and I still hoped I'd get over this in a few hours. Hah.

Wednesday was cancelled for lack of interest and today may be as well. I'm eating healthy stuff like apples because that's what's left. After this next cup of tea I may crawl back to bed. It's a pain when your brain gets bored and wants to do things, but the body just won't cooperate. I've been reading as much as I can: borrowed some books so actually had some new stuff to read. More later when the lurgy permits.

Afternoon: Made it out for supplies. Things were getting desperate. No bananas, cheese, chocolate or drugs. Don't forget the drugs. There I am at the checkout with orange juice, ibuprofen, more strepsils and a large tub of chocolate yoghurt on the pile and the guy actually has to ask how I am :-) I managed to croak, "Don't ask," and then realised my voice wasn't working. Throat still sore, have stopped sneezing and blowing quite so much but am coughing up gunk and still feel like crap. Have had to call work to beg off tomorrow; I would not be doing them any favours by showing up.