I appear to have caught something. I'm unsure what but I managed to be very very sick last night, couldn't take any tablets and generally felt sorry for myself under the spare duvet in the front room.
At one point I needed the loo which was quite unsuccessful - I stood and fell on top of husband, unable to manoeuvre myself off him. If I hadn't felt so rubbish I'd have had the energy to laugh. Fast forward a couple of days and I've got a pair of quite spectacular bruises.
Fortunately we worked it out. Fortunately.
I've no idea where this came from, other than every ten minutes or so I had to be sick. That was delightful.
I did get a very good sleep last night and this morning. As in, I woke up about 10.30-11.00. I'm so very tired still.
We plod on, let's hope this is on its way out....
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