So....we're still ill. J is better. Ma is slowly getting there. But M and I are still in the throes of snot, coughs and feeling like shit.
Drowning, as I slowly am, in ginger tea and my own mucus. I can honestly say that I've had better days.
I need more painkillers. I ache. I smell of vick. I am eternally pissed off with life, the universe and everything.
To top it all the kitty has been poorly too. A stomach upset (another visit to the vet) just what you need when you feel ill - cat diarrhoea. All I need now is for someone to vomit somewhere and my week will be complete.
Can't study, brain is mush. Need to write essay - pah and poohey!
Had to frog half a sweater front yesterday as I cocked it up - I reknit it in the same day. But I am so fed up with sitting on my arse but am to ill to do any different.
Dyed some more yarn at weekend and took stash/flash piccies ready for the 1st. Will post more etc when more human feeling (never then!).
I have never drunk so much tea in my life as I can't face coffee.
I want normal back "wahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" *stamps foot*