In fact, I got blardy WORSE yesterday. I managed to force down some tea (half a ready meal), had my teatime pills, and then began a dry irritating cough and coughed and coughed until I was sick in the sink several times. (I do NOT enjoy being sick). Around 1 a.m. I trotted down to the loo and back and suddenly my teefs began chattering like castanets and I had to quickly put a thick extra quilt on the bed and turn the bed heater on high. The bed was shaking from my shaking. When I woke next, it was like starting a whole new other cold, though the Laryngitis was on the retreat and my breathing better, but my brain had gone walkabouts again. I really DON'T know what I have, or even what combination! I saw the GP yesterday, who gave me antibiotics just in case but said don't take them today, and see how you feel tomorrow etc, so they are there for some time in the future. He thought this was probably viral.
So I am still in my usual place on the sofa, sleeping a lot of the time, and feeling yuk. I just want to be better again. I can't see me driving down to Carms to see my quilting buddies and friends Pam and Nikki tomorrow, but hope to be able to manage it by Friday, if I get better. I have had a fortnight of being nailed to the wall now and am so fed up with it.
I had to go out for provisions as Pam's car off road. I had the windows wide open on the car to keep me alert.
Hoping to stay awake long enough to watch a Broadchurch episode this afternoon.
Oh gosh, you are really in the wars, as my Mum used to say. I do hope you are soon feeling better. xx
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