Okay.
11 hours’ sleep. No better. In fact, ear is painful again and glands behind ears are up, so probably worse.
You know what really annoys me? The STIGMA. I just text a friend to cancel, and I suspect I shall not be able to see Frightened Rabbit (band) tomorrow. And people will not just think – oh, a flu – they will most likely think Billygean’s ill again…
I just said to MindReader, I am not too freaked out that I’m going to be ill for 10 months again. It’s just, because I was ill for 10 months, I can’t even cope with being ill for two days. I am immediately transported to last March, or May, or October, whatever, and I have run out of things to do. What do people DO? All I want to be doing is working or shopping or sitting in the sunshine.
Actually, scratch that. I DO think I am going to be ill for 10 months. And why wouldn’t I? The last time I felt like this, it lasted from January until May and was then replaced by even more sinister symptoms.
Go on body, surprise me.
