No news is, well, my life at the moment. I'm still poorly, although slightly better than I was. I'm still coughing up hideous, revolting, alarming slime, but there's less blood in it. I'm still feeling mighty sorry for myself, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
By way of variety, on Friday I coughed so hard that I put my back out. That was nice. I was sitting down at my desk, slightly twisted as I was putting something in the bin, and was overtaken by a violent coughing fit. As I barked and gasped and groaned and wheezed, I felt something in my lower back go "twanggggg", which meant I went "coughcoughcough ohhhhhhhh FUCK noooooooo coughcoughcough."
Today is the first day since then that I have been able to stand up more or less upright. Mr WithaY has been off work today with a horrible, horrible cold, so the pair of us have been shuffling, wheezing and groaning our way around the house, trying to make tea without one or both of us dropping dead. It's been like the shittest remake of Planet of the Apes imaginable.
It's been a laugh a minute, I can tell you.
On the plus side, I've been feeling less feverish and weepy, so all in all things are improving. Ah, Spring.
Other news: I think all Mr WithaY's carefully-planted bean seedlings are dying, as it's been a bit chilly at night. We may need to plant a load more.
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I dunno, the actual remake of Planet of the Apes was pretty shitty itself.
Ooh, weird...this comment is showing up now. Bloody internet.
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