I’m still suffering from the dreaded lurgy and am feeling extremely unwell, so it’s with a large serving of reluctance that I leave the house at all. Once we are there, my wife entertains our granddaughter while I sit quietly, reading The Metro online.
Mid-afternoon, my wife returns our granddaughter to Hevingham while I light the fire, bring in some more logs, walk the dog, have a quick tidy around and then slump on the sofa (again).
My tremor seems to be aggravated by the lurgy, and is driving me mad at the moment. I want to self-medicate with some cannabis but I’m feeling exceptionally nauseous today, so I really don’t want to risk doing anything that’s may aggravate that. I haven’t been able to face food since breakfast time (when I forced down a couple of buttered crumpets) and I’ve only managed a glass of water since my morning cups of tea. It’s probably wisest to refrain from eating and drinking this evening, and just hope I’m feeling better tomorrow.