Still feeling grim

 

Are you poorly mum?

After perking up a bit yesterday, and telling Tam and Rosie to come over after all, I did manage to stay awake till 9 p.m. but was bad in the night as I forgot my strong antihistamine which seems to help my chest.  So around 3 a.m. I had to come downstairs and take it, but it was a couple of hours before it made a difference.  It has been lovely having Tam and Rosie here, and Tam has cared for me, and changed my bedding etc.

Today we went and got the Christmas tree, from just out of town.  We chose a slightly smaller one than usual and Tam has it in its stand and with the lights on it, so when I am feeling better I can dress it.

Unfortunately in going to get the tree, I got chilled and was soon back on the sofa, smothered in heated blanket, hotty botty etc, teefs chattering.   I had a sharp pain in my chest too, but think this is more like Laryngitis than anything as I can barely croak, let alone speak.  I have no appetite but had to force down half a nice Cornish Pasty Jon bought back from Hereford (he'd been to a gig there).  I shall take my antihistamine in an hour or so, a bit early, but it's not forgotten.  I have lost 2 lbs in two days.  Drinking plenty to keep me hydrated though.

I'm home alone again now and will just rest up and tomorrow get a taxi down to collect the car and I will make an appointment to see a Dr, as not sure what this is.  Not Covid, not Flu, not even a proper cold.  But a right PITA to have!   Rosie is a little germ factory, and has a cold again now, so I have been washing my hands lots.