Excuse me while I wallow a bit... blimey! I'm down to a mega-sized cold now, but I can't believe how this swine hit on Saturday a.m. Mind you, don't know if it got triggered a bit by finding an ambulance outside Crumbly Towers when I got back from Lingfield on Friday. And, once he moved so I could park, a para in attendance with Mommie Dearest. Yes... another 'F' on her form, I'm afraid, this time caused by slipping on her kitchen floor and crashing into a chair. Warning to Elderly People: wear your bed socks in BED, not on slippery floors!!
Almost a year to the day of the previous crash, so at least she's consistent. Thank goodness she's only stiff and sore, not as out of it as she was last time, because there's no way I could attend to her. I've honestly never had anything like this lurgy - the most massive, crunching headache for two full days and nights, shortness of breath (okay, having asthma doesn't help), shivering then roasting, and a nice bit of throwing-up to complete the attractive picture. I feel much better - by comparison - today, but still haven't had any food since Friday. The downside to that is that I don't feel as if I've lost a microgram! So, it's "we're a couple of crocks"...
My apologies to anyone who I've insulted and/or annoyed in the past few days. I'm putting it down to the plague, but once I'm better, I'll just be my usual insulting and annoying self again.