Here I am writing this from bed with a temperature too high to measure, an outbreak of excema, spots on the inside of my throat, ulcers, a spot on my tongue and feeling quite fit to drop actually, yes I think the big has won, it's never a good sign when your hubby encourages you to stay in bed and offers to cook Sunday dinner and it's almost unheard of for the children to have a look at you and wander off shaking their heads and sit and watch a dvd quietly, oh yes for now it seems the bug has definetly got me and is attacking my body and winning. The only good thing is that I already have an appointment with the doctor tommorrow so I may be able to get Anti-biotics if needed, I hate taking them usually but it looks like they may actually be neccessary this time. Unbeleiveably Paul has actually stayed home from his semi final footie match which quite frankly means I must look as awful as I feel.
On the upside and trying to remain positive, it's actually snowing and has been since i woke up, I would take a photo but I haven't the energy, maybe later we'll see how it goes. Right now I must get paul to plug the laptop back into the power before my rubbish battery runs out.
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