In case things go quiet here…

… I’m ill and it’s the weekend. Yesterday I had a bad cold, this morning I could manage a quick trip to the shop and to do a tiny bit of sewing, now this afternoon I can’t bear to sit in my sewing chair and I don’t know what to do with myself in general. I’ve still got the cold but I am hot and my brain is fuzzy, I keep dropping things and thinking I’m going to be sick. My eyes are gluing themselves together , my lungs taste like blood and I am so very deaf and disorientated. I’m having weird dreams and I need to be editing a book I promised I’d do but I don’t feel like I’m here or can concentrate long enough to do the job. Everything is a struggle- I’m alone this weekend and I need to build myself up just to take Fletcher outside as there’s no one else who can do it (I wish he could just walk himself). Because Alex isn’t here, Fletcher is whiny.  The back of my head is heavy and I feel like just rolling my head back and sitting slumped slack jawed doing nothing. What little TV I can hear irritates me. I need to clean and tidy as people are coming round late tomorrow (and generally because that pile of tissues isn’t going to sort itself out) but it is using all my energy.

I think this might be what flu is like and I don’t know how long its going to take to get over it properly, but I might end up set back from making things and have nothing to say for a few days. So now you know why. Normal service will resume when I’m better.