Sick as a dog

I've been ill. Very ill. Projectile vomiting and diarrhea and being too weak to stand. In the last 24 hours I've been asleep for 20 of them and in the toilet for three.

My daughter caught it first, then my wife, then me. Judging by their experiences I've got another 24 hours of illness to go.

So, way behind schedule on the writing. My plan to finish "I am the walrus" today and make a start on the next chapter of "It's got to be perfect" tomorrow is out of the window.

Feeling weak again, back to bed now.

Sick as a dog

I've been ill. Very ill. Projectile vomiting and diarrhea and being too weak to stand. In the last 24 hours I've been asleep for 20 of them and in the toilet for three.

My daughter caught it first, then my wife, then me. Judging by their experiences I've got another 24 hours of illness to go.

So, way behind schedule on the writing. My plan to finish "I am the walrus" today and make a start on the next chapter of "It's got to be perfect" tomorrow is out of the window.

Feeling weak again, back to bed now.

Recovery

Well, I'm more or less recovered now.  At 11.30 this morning I was in bed and feeling too weak to get out; at 3.00 pm I was in work and logged on.  Unfortunately we're so mind-blowingly busy I didn't have time to tell anyone that I had dragged myself from my sick-bed to sacrifice myself for the company, so my efforts are probably unappreciated.

Thanks to those who sent nice messages of sympathy; hope

missmurchison , who was also ill, is also recovered.

 

Hi to

limerickgirl , who I notice has return Friended me.  I loved your fic "Restitution".  Before I spotted you on LiveJournal I hadn't realised that your pen-name comes from your location; I kept reading your stuff expecting to come across passages on the lines of:

"There was a young lady from Bude

Who was fond of a swim in the nude

She was bit on the ass

By a twenty-pound Bass

And said something exceedingly rude"

and was getting a little perplexed at the absence of any such passages.

 

And now, revitalised, although still tired and with some stomach pain, I return to my writing.  Don't all cheer at once.

 

 

 

Recovery

Well, I'm more or less recovered now.  At 11.30 this morning I was in bed and feeling too weak to get out; at 3.00 pm I was in work and logged on.  Unfortunately we're so mind-blowingly busy I didn't have time to tell anyone that I had dragged myself from my sick-bed to sacrifice myself for the company, so my efforts are probably unappreciated.

Thanks to those who sent nice messages of sympathy; hope

missmurchison , who was also ill, is also recovered.

 

Hi to

limerickgirl , who I notice has return Friended me.  I loved your fic "Restitution".  Before I spotted you on LiveJournal I hadn't realised that your pen-name comes from your location; I kept reading your stuff expecting to come across passages on the lines of:

"There was a young lady from Bude

Who was fond of a swim in the nude

She was bit on the ass

By a twenty-pound Bass

And said something exceedingly rude"

and was getting a little perplexed at the absence of any such passages.

 

And now, revitalised, although still tired and with some stomach pain, I return to my writing.  Don't all cheer at once.