Sep. 27th, 2015

wiseheart: (harper2)
I've been sick like a dog in the last three days and it's not over yet by far. Not terribly ill, mind you, just your run-of-the mill cold, with heightened temperatures, a stuffed nose, headaches and coughing my lungs up in pieces. Not bad enough to stay at home with it, just bad enough to make you miserable.

So yeah. I am miserable. I wake up every other hour in the night from my own coughing, or because I don't get any air, and as a result I'm ridiculously tired all the time. I even lowered myself to drinking tea, which is the deepest sign of despair for me, as I hate tea with a passion.

Anyway, as I'm not sick enough, I'll have to go to work tomorrow. At least I happily missed a long-planned family gathering yesterday (Mum went alone, though, and enjoyed herself greatly, thank God) and finished the next chapter of "A Matter of Time". I couldn't type it, though, cause my main PC in the study is next to the window and our central heating isn't going yet. Grrr! I hate colds!

On a different note, my goddaughter has just given birth to the sweetest baby boy on the planet, who's over 3700 grams, 58 centimetres and is called Theodor. Yay!
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