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I am down with the lurgi, aka Ordinary Flu of the Non-Swine Variety. At least my doctor says as much... not that he actually did any tests for swine flu...
Anyway, in the past three days at Chez Barnes there has been much vague dozing interrupted by tea, paracetamol and a certain amount of nose-blowing, coughing and other spluttery noises. I did go for a gentle bike ride on Saturday which temporarily improved me, and on Saturday and Sunday nights my very kind friend K made me dinner (steak and mash and salad! essential nutrients for an ailing chap). And we watched DVDs and solved crosswords. So that brought much cheer into an otherwise rather bleak weekend.
Let me add that nearly passing out in the shower while fighting off waves of nausea, to the point where one realises there's about thirty seconds of self control available in which to dry oneself enough that one can go lie down rather than fall down, is no fun AT ALL.
Anyway, in the past three days at Chez Barnes there has been much vague dozing interrupted by tea, paracetamol and a certain amount of nose-blowing, coughing and other spluttery noises. I did go for a gentle bike ride on Saturday which temporarily improved me, and on Saturday and Sunday nights my very kind friend K made me dinner (steak and mash and salad! essential nutrients for an ailing chap). And we watched DVDs and solved crosswords. So that brought much cheer into an otherwise rather bleak weekend.
Let me add that nearly passing out in the shower while fighting off waves of nausea, to the point where one realises there's about thirty seconds of self control available in which to dry oneself enough that one can go lie down rather than fall down, is no fun AT ALL.