Good morning you peeps,

Yesterday evening I was staggering along the road when my friend phoned. I never explain to you which friend is which but this is the friend I go to London with.

She heard about my plight and said she would collect me, it took her an hour to get to me and it was cold and rainy so I sat in the bus station and read a magazine.

When she came to collect me we went to the supermarket on the way back so it was late when we got home, I had a real cup of tea and a real cheese sandwich and went to bed.

I slept well but woke in the morning knowing I was ill.
I went downstairs but no one was around, so I got a glass of water, dehydration seems to be behind some of my house-sickness so I tried to drink water, my friend came down and made a cup of tea, but I couldn't drink it, I was sick of all the water I had drank, then I drank some more water and some tea and was sick of it.

It is tricky this sickness, I get dehydrated but can't keep fluids down, I need painkillers but can't take them as I am sick of them, I need food in order to keep the painkillers down but I am sick if I try to eat.

It is usually a question of plodding on with the water until some stays down.
And eventually water stayed down and I took painkillers, they stayed down, well half of them.
Then I had some toast and that stayed down, so the road to recovery started.

I am drinking water and feeling sick right now, the pain is the problem.

But I have had a nice bath and washed my hair.