I am rightly pissed off.
This bug wot I thought was just a passing cold has refused to go away. Whatever the fuck it is, it isn’t just a cold. It’s a racking cough, aches all over, no appetite and possibly the worst of all – it turns the brain to mush.
I had intended to try to scribble something yesterday but while the flesh was willing, the spirit was weak. Words formed themselves into sentences that had no meaning whatsoever [which makes a change?]. Coherent thought was a foreign territory.
I did actually go out yesterday which was a major mistake. I went for that eye test thingy and the trip was a nightmare. It was pissing rain and traffic was chaos with traffic jams everywhere. To make matters worse, the test only took a few minutes – I had spent much longer just trying to get into the damned car park. Then to cap it all, they said they want to see me again in just a couple of weeks.
By the time I got home I was way beyond fucked.
I was supposed to go for that cardiac stress test today. If I hadn’t cancelled it I would probably be dead by now. I doubt the body could take any more stress.
Now the Grandkids have arrived for a visit.
That’ll probably finish me altogether…..