So here I sit, books piled up beside me, tissues, strepsils and panadol littering what is left of the bedside table’s surface. I ache all over from the lurgy, and I ache all over from yoga. I don’t know what is worse actually. The tightness in my hamstrings, the soreness in my stomach muscles or the ache in my joints and throat.
While hubs hates it when I am ill, as I am an awful patient, he does like doing things for me. He brought me home a rice pudding and a magazine, and after tweeting that I considered the baby food diet as swallowing is so painful, a jar of organic beef and vegetable mash, ever the comedian. He’s also checked on me every hour since he got home from work, has made me lemsips, ferried things up and down stairs and sent me a picture of the new fish in the tank. I went downstairs once today, mid morning to get something to eat and haven’t ventured further than the study since then.
I’ve selected from my library to read:
- Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood – the film was on TV the other week, I lasted 20 minutes before I turned it off in disgust. Read it today in between naps, cross all over again at the liberties taken with the story to get it onto the big screen.
- Love In A Cold Climate
- Cold Comfort Farm
- Little Women
- Aberystwyth Mon Amour
- Changing My Mind
I’ve flicked through the magazine hubs brought me, but my problem is concentration, or severe lack of it at the moment. I keep wandering off in my mind. Hence the rather random selection of books. I also brought my lap top in to the bedroom from the study, and re-read the book I’ve been writing, there is definitely something there, but now is not the time to look at it.
I am not much further on than I was this morning, in fact I feel worse. Which makes me feel better in a way, as at 5:30 you always feel a bit peculiar, but knowing what I know about how I’ve felt today, staying in bed was the right choice. Can someone come over and wash my hair for me though? As I can’t move my arms and I really don’t have the energy to do it either.