… to bed at all of 14:30 yesterday, that was that until some time round about 08:40. And by now, the viral infection that I had had last winter and which I knew was on its way (one of the many reasons that I keep this blog is that I can keep track of my health and my symptoms) was fully installed.<\/p>\n
Just like last time I was coughing so much that my ribs were hurting, my nose was streaming and I just felt like death.<\/p>\n
But I had to haul myself out of bed because I was expecting a visitor this afternoon and the place was in no state to receive any.<\/p>\n
First off, the vacuum cleaner wouldn’t work properly. But that was soon remedied when I emptied the container and unblocked the pipe. I could then move the furniture around and wash some of the floor.<\/p>\n
That killed me off completely so I went back to bed.<\/p>\n
When the doorbell rang, I leapt out of bed and let in the electrician. regular readers of this rubbish will recall that I have been having electricity issues with the apartment and I’d been to see the estate agent about it.<\/p>\n
He simply disconnected the socket, looked inside and saw that there was no wire adrift, said “it looks all right to me” and reassembled it. And that was that. No test meter, no oscilloscope, no nothing whatever. He did nothing that I hadn’t done, and even less than Terry had done.<\/p>\n
He was a musician too, and he was far more interested in the Gibson bass. We had a lengthy chat about guitars and music that took up far more time than the electricity bit. And for that reason I refrained from casting any nasturtiums on his performance (or lack thereof) on the electrical stage.<\/p>\n
Once he’d cleared off, I went back to bed. And that’s how the rest of the day unfolded.<\/p>\n
Round about 19:30 I struggled out of bed, with the idea that I might try something to eat. It’s been 54 hours since I last ate.<\/p>\n
A packet of vegetable soup with water and this vermicelli pasta all stirred up, and I managed – ever so slowly – to have half a litre with some bread from the freezer.<\/p>\n
And then back to bed where I immediately broke out into a fever. The food was right, but the timing was wrong.<\/p>\n
The coughing and the uncontrollable nose increased in vigour and I had a really incomfortable night. I couldn’t find the Vick and my olbas oil is pretty ancient now and lost most of its efficacity. So I suffered. And suffered.<\/p>\n
A few minutes sleep here and there was all that I managed throughout the night.<\/p>\n
