Diary of a Madman

‘I never catch colds, or get the flu’ I defiantly announced once. A stupid statement that was well and truly retracted when the epidemic was passed onto me via a Crudlet. The pattern was the same, you started with a cough and ended up in bed, pole axed. Too ill to read, sleep, sit up, lie down or breathe. Nightmare!

By day 3 you’re feeling sick from swallowing phlegm and that’s all you have to bring up as you’re too ill to eat and even drinking is hard work. If you’re not sick, you’ll have the squits, or better still, both!

On day 4 the doctor’s surgery will call you out of the blue to see if you want to go for a flu jab next week as there’s an outbreak on the way. Yeah right…

By day 5 the shoots of recovery are almost poking through and you’ll be up by the evening.

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