I'm at home today and in bed with a cold. I probably don't need to be in bed, I suppose, but I have to sit somewhere and this is as good a place as any - it's warm and comfortable and there's room for a purring kitten beside me. I have one of those hacking dry coughs that renders me speechless, and somewhat breathless, for several minutes every time I try to talk or move around too much. If I stay in bed and don't speak I'm mostly fine, although I still have a nice blocked-sinus-induced earache going on, not to mention a snuffly nose which is probably causing some horrendous snoring. On the whole, though, I'm fine and enjoying resting in my warm bed... but I have to tell you that I may completely crack it if one more person asks me if I have swine flu!
(Although now that I think about it... I have had bacon twice this week...)
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(Although now that I think about it... I have had bacon twice this week...)
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2 comments:
Oh wow, and I just hit Publish on my Swine Flu post ...
You MUST be in bed: on behalf of all of us who would dearly LOVE to be in bed with a purring cat beside us. Do it for us! Snuggle down nice and warm and send some of that nice warm snuggly in-bed-ness to us ... please, for the love of all that is good, please!
Well you are the living (hopefully still living) embodiment of the opposite of my hospital visiting theory.
Many people say when they are in hospital that they always dream of having time to lie in bed and read a good book, but when they get to hospital all they want to do is get up.
Enjoy it, I say!
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