Thought I was feeling better today. Had a lie-in, did some homework (the reproductive system – mad lolz) and revision with S, and then M came home with the groceries and I put stuff away and ended up doing my gross vom-cough I-can’t-catch-my-breath-thing for twenty intense minutes. Not fun. Not at all.
I spent most of yesterday in bed, willing myself to get better. I don’t cough as much if I’m still, so I did a lot of computery stuff from the comfort of my bed (new logo – yay!), balanced the budget etc., watched the new Sherlock episode and then a lot of Grey’s Anatomy (again). The boys went to the footie, so it was essentially just Wesker and me lying in bed, chilling. It was nice. M came home with a KFC bucket. I felt better.
Apparently not, though.
So I’m back in bed. S has Chemistry revision to do, so I’m doing it with him. Am trying to keep as still as possible, as well as hydrated. Both boys are back to school and work respectively tomorrow, and I’m so glad I’m not. It’s crap using annual leave in place of sick but I’m so pleased I snuck a couple of extra holiday days on the end of my leave period. Just need to get better before Thursday…