Sunday -
Plans for today were potter, finish cleaning Slippers' room, run & Gym. What actually occurred was the following...
Pottered - tick
David turned up with Sunday Times (out of the blue as passing through MH) - Nice and pleasant surprise, however was looking rather chavvy still in pyjamas at 10.30, having been up since 8.30ish. To be honest I had been resting on the stairs as had lack of energy (will go back to this fact later).
Cleaned - Tick
Washing - Tick
Run - x
Gym - x
Lay on sofa from lunchtime onwards for remainder of day - tick
So you see best laid plans and all that.
Now back to lack of energy, hence laying on the sofa, with aches all over my body and feeling very sick indeed, bubbly tummy and generally feeling like doggy doo! David came over and kept me company, can't say that I was much company for him as didn't really speak much just moaned now and again. Although to be fair, had a the odd burst of humour for about 5 secs then reverted to sick person.
Ended up taking Nurofen to get rid of pain, didn't work and DW went out to buy some Ribena for me, so I could have a hot drink as coudn't face tea.
All round rubbish day (time period to note here, is that this is has been about 3 years since I have been ill, so not a bad record)
Move on x
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