Three days into the new year, I am ill again!
I woke up at some point in the wee hours of the morning shivering. Literally. I woke myself up because I was shaking from the cold so badly! I did try to go to work this morning. I dragged myself from bed, albeit feeling a bit light-headed because of the awful pounding in my head, placed myself under a hot-ish shower and washed myself clean. I performed the necessary morning ablutions, dried and styled my hair (as is necessary!) and attempted make up (mind you, I don’t put much on because I just moisturise, put on liquid foundation, finishing powder, put on eyeliner and a bit of lipgloss–my make up routine was much more complicated when I lived in the Philippines!). I got dressed and put on shoes, scarf and coat and was out the door on time (7:02AM on the dot!). I was about 100 yards from my flat when I realised that my head was pounding too much for me to function and that I genuinely felt horrible.
I made the decision to go back and dive back into bed. Thankfully, a ministering angel made me breakfast and a lovely bolstering cup of coffee and made me drink meds. I called in at 8:26AM and told myself not to feel guilty about being ill. If you’re ill, you’re ill and you’re better off at home and not infecting anyone else—whatever this is!
I’m hoping I can shake this bug and that all I need is one day in bed. There are too many things that need to get done!