It has not been a good week as I have succumbed to proper, old fashioned flu. The kind that comes with fever, aches and pains, cough, cold, headache and general grumpiness.
Not only have I felt horribly ill but I have missed several things that I have been looking forward to for ages. Namely:
- The Kingcombe Stitch Retreat, four days of heaven with my mates.
- West Country Embroiderers Dorset Day
- My favourite cousin's big birthday lunch
To add insult to injury I have also given the flu to my friend Elli.
My friend Jane (Wild) has also been a victim - one day ahead of me. Our suspicions that we caught it at a singing workshop were given credence when our singing tutor had to cancel a class due to flu, another victim.
The one bright note was our daily phone calls to check on each other, not so much conversations as prolonged coughing sessions - Jane on her phone, me on mine, spluttering at each other. At least it made us laugh - which made us cough more.
I am on the mend at last but I have such pains in my ribs from all the coughing, Poor Clive has been worn to a frazzle looking after me.
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