Tuesday, 7 June 2016
Out of Action
Usual very sore throat, streaming nose, sneezing and coughing coupled with bouts of giddiness. Sweating profusely at the slightest exertion (or none at all) and total loss of appetite.
One kind neighbour bought my oranges, squash and grapes so I didn't have to even think of going out, another put out and replaced my bins for me on collection day, so there was no need to make any gestures toward 'normal activities'
Obviously, having missed church on Sunday, and my favourite anthem "Drop drop slow tears" I also am losing out on the suddenly wonderful weather after a really cold grey week.
This, in case you hadn't noticed is a bout of self-indulgent self-pity of the first order.
Having got it off my chest (so to speak), I should feel guilty but relieved.
If I were a baby I'd throw my rattle out of the pram.
If I were a toddler I'd stamp and scream.
But I'm just a miserable, whinging old woman, sweating and whining.
Posted by Ray Barnes at 8:42:00 am