So I haven’t posted in a couple of days, and the truth is that it is physically hurting me to do so now. My head is spinning, and I feel sick as long as I’m upright. I don’t know what it is exactly, or what it means, but it has given me a good opportunity to take stock of what is going on. Before I continue I feel that I should tell you that I am booked in to see a doctor this afternoon so you don’t need to worry that I’m going to drop dead, I will receive proper NHS-grade medical care at 2:40 today. In family news my brother is suffering from a similar ailment but has taken it that extra step (as if to show me up) by promptly vomiting for the last 24 hours, little show off.
The joy of being off ill is that it gives you a chance to regress, I haven’t eaten this much chicken soup since I was a child and it got me to thinking about the wonders of being off school when you’re ill. It was always that magic of having a lay in, then realising that there is nothing worth watching on television and finally at around the two pm mark wondering what you missed out on at school. Being off work is very similar to that. Once you wake up (in my case because the office are calling to make sure I’m not dead) then it all becomes very unassuming. I don’t really know what to do with myself. Yesterday I insisted my brother make flapjacks just so I had a smell to enjoy. I watched the whole series of Snuffbox (which I had been putting off for the past three months). I think the important thing to remember; and this was taught to me by a very knowledgable woman, is that when you are ill it is your body’s way of saying that you need to take better care of yourself, that you have been running yourself into the ground and you just need to stop what you’re doing and lay down in the dark for a couple of days. I don’t know how that sits with anyone else but I am perfectly happy with it. I have made minimal movements from my room (mostly due to the nausea that motion currently carries) and have been in and out of consciousness as Border Patrol and Anything To Declare play on repeat on my teevee and it’s quite nice. I’ve always got something going on, or somewhere to be, so being able to check out for a couple of days is wholly enjoyable. Is it wrong that I favour this to a holiday?