If It’s Just A Cold, Why Does It Feel Like Bubonic Plague?
What a time to fall ill! A lot of things are happening, there’s an interstate move coming up (any minute), which means packing and sorting, and then there’s the third book in my science fiction series still to finish.
I’m not a tablet-taker, outside of coffee and alcohol (only occasionally now), I don’t take drugs at all until I catch a cold or a flu and my nose is running and I can’t sleep for choking on the stuff going down the back of my neck. So I hit the cold and flu tablets and the side-effects give me extra symptoms, mainly sleepy and queasy, although the lack of energy is more likely to be the bug itself and not the medicine.
It doesn’t help that this is the time I have to go into the city and get papers signed and processed, which is all part of the move and likely to be where I got the bug from in the first place.
Today I’m home and will spend much of it in bed. I’m writing this to let you know I haven’t jumped out of Blogsville in any serious sense, I just haven’t been here and my head isn’t functioning properly.
I hope you guys are going great and are keeping warm and are writing well.
I will catch up with everyone to the best of my ability when I can.