My cough had been bad, in addition to running high temperatures several times since September. Waking up in the middle of the night pyrexic and knowing you have a running toddler to soothe and nurture for hours and hours on end despite your rough state of health, is heartbreaking. I blew my few days off being ill. The cough debilitated my existence.
I don't like going out. The highlight of my days is usually commuting to work and back. It's sad I know. I blame the weather and the microbes that proliferate when the environment is moist. There are also encounters with people who have been out and about in the winter gloom in close proximity of the population. So here I am, just needing some rest, needing a bit of reprieve from the stress. How to accomplish that is still very much a mystery.
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