I feel rough

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Whinge, whinge, whinge, that’s all I do. Particularly when I’m both sick and tired.

I couldn’t sleep for a long time last night, it was so hot. Then it was cold. Well, no it was hot, but my body was unnerved by lying completely naked sprawled on the sheet, so I grabbed the corner of the Duvet and just had that across my back. Having had that for a while my body informed me that it was now too hot, so we played that game the whole night.

It wasn’t aided by the fact I went to bed with a hideous sore throat, and I’ve woken up with what is quite definately a cold. It’s left me feeling exhausted and sickly, and to round it off nicely, trying to work has left me feeling distressed by my brain’s current inability to work. I feel bleuch. My brain’s just like trying to deal with treacle and I feel all lightheaded and woozy. It’s not good. Not good at all.


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