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Thursday, February 13, 2014

In space, no one can hear you scream...

But if you listen carefully, you might just pick up the sound of me moaning. Mostly in pain, but I could probably find some other reasons too.

I actually phoned in sick today, which is not like me at all. But having battled my way through a clinic at Crawley Hospital yesterday with a headache, a sore throat, and a load of patients who were fitter than I was, I awoke this morning feeling slightly worse, and having started getting ready for work, I eventually admitted defeat and called it a day. I'm not sure if it's flu or just a heavy cold, but as things stand right now, the only things Lisa will be getting for Valentine's Day are my germs.

Fortunately, every cloud has a silver lining, and as she was getting ready for school this morning, Amelie (who's been watching a lot of Doc McStuffins recently) asked me if I was too ill to go to work. When I said yes, she replied "Good. You'll have more time to play SpongeBob with me when I get home from school".

Of course, at that point, she didn't know what lay ahead of her at 12:53pm...

Worryingly, we have seen signs of headaches, sickness and drowsiness, but fortunately for Amelie, they've all been in me. And no one's bothered calling a doctor. Where's Sticky Gasper Dove when you need him?


Phil's Mum said...

Oh dear!! Not sure who to feel most sorry for, although Amelie's head is pretty resilient as she has Toby for a brother!