I’ve been ill now for a week. It started the day after Olympia and at first I thought it was just a cold – a nasty violent cold, but just a cold. But by Wednesday it was obviously not that, because the cold symptoms stopped and the horrible headachy and feeling weak and weird bit started. I can’t believe how much I’ve slept! I’ve also erupted in cold sores all over my nose, which isn’t a pretty sight.
I don’t have ‘flu, but the doctor says it is some kind of virus. I’m desperately hoping I’ll be able to make it to Gorton Monastery in Manchester for the weekend. I’ve been so looking forward to this event, our last one up north this year. The venue is apparently very special, and I know generic phentermine reviews that a lot of my lovely Stonewylders are planning to come along for a bit of a get-together. Of course they’ll still do that whether I’m there or not, but I really would like to be part of it! And we’re booked into a lovely hotel on a special offer. I shall have to decide very soon if I can go or not because I can’t let the organiser, Angie of BSSK Events, down. Nor the Magik Thread Bookstall who host me, and of course, not my wonderful Stonewylders either.
Oh dear. Maybe it’s a good lesson though, because I really do take my health for granted. Lying here feeling achy and miserable and unable to do all the things I want to, and feeling especially cross because it’s such a magical day outside and I can’t be part of it – all this makes me realise how awful it must be for people who are really sick. I can’t imagine how bad that must be, and perhaps I should actually see the positive side of this virus. Health is definitely one of those things you take for granted until it’s gone, so this is my chance to appreciate my normal wellness, and sympathise with those in poor health.