I am trying to think happy thoughts but in this last week I have had a horrible cough.
It started a week last Sunday (Mothering Sunday) and progressively got worse and worse. By Wednesday it had turned into a full blown cold and I was miserable. I haven't felt this ill for years. But on the afternoons when I felt slightly better I got on with my stitching.. and of course DH waited on me hand and foot! But although I was ill I didn't lose my appetite and so welcomed all the meals and even a cake (oh dear naughty but nice!) Yesterday was the first day I went out.. I went into town to the library as I a book ordered was in, but it wasn't there.. and to be honest I had really struggled to walk the length of the High St; it was the first walking I had done all week so my legs felt heavy and unresponsive! It was a struggle to walk back to the car and I just drove home, thankful to sink back into my arm chair!
Hopefully I will be raring to go sooooon!