Well, I don’t know what this bug is that Hubby has kindly bestowed on me, but it sucks.
I should be getting better, but judging by last night’s discomfort, that is obviously not the case and it’s going to take a while.
I look a sight, the skin around my nose has flaked to the nth degree, and I feel like someone has smacked me in the mouth (how can people think botox and the trout pout is attractive?) .
Despite dosing myself up with Venos, I’m coughing almost nonstop, blowing my nose in between splutters which isn’t helping the flaking much and generally feeling sorry for myself.
I am the first to admit that I am not very nice when I don’t feel well, especially after a sleepless night, and it is usually best to leave me alone. Unfortunately, I can’t shut myself away in another room as the boat is ‘open plan’, but if I wanted, I could retire to the other end and snuggle under the duvet with my trusty toilet roll and vapour rub.
Hubby has gone off for a blood test, and bless him, to do the shopping. Maggie has legged it with him.
Remember this from a previous post?
I said that they had forgotten the ‘s’ on your as they were probably firing blanks at our ‘then’ surgery.
Well, as it happens, it has been announced officially that the Flu jabs of last year were all USELESS and totally ineffective against any flu virus.
Terrific. Thanks for that, it has really made me feel better (not).
Add to that I am still having problems with my feet, my left foot in particular, and the pain in my heel is almost unbearable. I thought I had a verruca, so Hubby has been dressing that for me, but after a week of over the counter treatment, it has not improved.
Hubby mentioned it to the receptionist at the surgery this morning, and I was placed on their triage phone call system.
I had a very nice chat with the practice nurse an hour or so ago, and have an appointment with the GP at 11.40. Seems they don’t fob you off and diabetics and foot infections are checked out immediately.
So that’s both ends………….. please let the middle of me be OK!
Hubby has just got back with supplies.
Soup for lunch (easy to swallow), greek yoghurt for dessert (smooth on the throat), chocolate (melts in the mouth).
Ah, he loves me (sigh).