I had all sorts of things that I planned to do today ... but so far my plans have come to nought.
When my wife and I woke up this morning we both felt somewhat under the weather. Overnight we had both begun develop heavy colds ... and it was one of those colds that are sometimes referred to a 'man 'flu'. You know the sort of cold I am describing. Your body feels leaden, your nose (and sinuses) feel bunged up, your eyes feel full of grit and itchy, and your head feels as if it is full of cottonwood. Trying to read is difficult because you cannot focus, and anything that requires concentration is almost impossible.
When you feel like this the best course of action is to keep warm, take Paracetamol (or Aspirin), get lots of rest, and drink lots of fluids. Unfortunately we needed to do some essential shopping, so we girded our loins and went ... and both of us feel exhausted as a result. We intend to send the rest of the day doing as little as possible in the hope that we will be feeling better tomorrow.
Perhaps I will see my plans come to fruition tomorrow ... but if I don't, there is always Sunday ... or Monday ... or Tuesday ...
When my wife and I woke up this morning we both felt somewhat under the weather. Overnight we had both begun develop heavy colds ... and it was one of those colds that are sometimes referred to a 'man 'flu'. You know the sort of cold I am describing. Your body feels leaden, your nose (and sinuses) feel bunged up, your eyes feel full of grit and itchy, and your head feels as if it is full of cottonwood. Trying to read is difficult because you cannot focus, and anything that requires concentration is almost impossible.
When you feel like this the best course of action is to keep warm, take Paracetamol (or Aspirin), get lots of rest, and drink lots of fluids. Unfortunately we needed to do some essential shopping, so we girded our loins and went ... and both of us feel exhausted as a result. We intend to send the rest of the day doing as little as possible in the hope that we will be feeling better tomorrow.
Perhaps I will see my plans come to fruition tomorrow ... but if I don't, there is always Sunday ... or Monday ... or Tuesday ...
Ah, well, it happens to the best of us. Get well soon!
ReplyDeleteThat was my Easter long weekend. Get well soon the both of you.
ReplyDelete"WHEN I was sick and lay a-bed,
ReplyDeleteI had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay
To keep me happy all the day."
get well soon
Fitz-Badger,
ReplyDeleteMany thanks for your best wishes. I hate being ill, and cannot wait to get better.
All the best,
Bob
Pat G,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your best wishes.
It always seems to happen when you have something planned or it is a holiday - or both - doesn't it?
All the best,
Bob
Ross Mac,
ReplyDeleteI just wish that what the poem states was possible. That way I might feel a bit better.
All the best,
Bob