Thank you to everyone who expressed good wishes to my last sickness-themed post. I went downhill quickly after that missive, and a doctor's visit has ascertained it was
norovirus, which I probably picked up from either a parent, or the fish sandwich I ate at the parents' evening last week. The problem is, I reinfected myself at least once when I tried to go back to work, exhausted my meagre energu reserves and wiped out as soon as my foot recrossed the threshold of my house. Powerful work ethic? Not always a good thing! Still, things are looking up now. Seem to have developed an unwelcome affinity for toast, though. I have zero self-control when it comes to toast. Watch my face become a moon!
Holy faeces, I whinge a lot. Here, have a funny video to offset my griping.
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