The swine flu epidemic is back according to many of the papers, and I’m thinking that I’m a swine. I have a temperature, I’m not to sure whether I am way to hot or too cold. My vision is blurred and even the thought of food is making the sick feeling in my stomach heighten.
I think that my fever may have gone to my head and probably is affecting my thinking, as I don’t think writing a blog is probably a great idea as it may not make sense. I haven’t properly gotten out of bed in two days and it’s absolutely doing my head in. I hate being ill and I hate winter. I want it to be summer so that I can wear my shorts and breathe through my nose.
The other alternative is to be like the birdies and fly south for the winter; I think that would make a really nice Disney film, the delirious thought’s of a sick person.
Speaking of which in my cold and shivering state I have decided to watch Marley and Me and I’m suppressing small sobs every so often as this is such a soppy film. But then again that could just be because of the fever. I also think everything would be slightly more realistic if Jennifer Anniston and Owen Wilson actually aged at all.
My own dog, Cookie is doing my head in. I have my laptop on my lap as I watch the film surrounded by tissues and Cookie has spent the past half hour trying to get on my bed, but keeps giving up to bark at Marley on the TV.
Anyway I think it might be time for my one hundredth Lemsip and another nap, mainly because a nap would mean I’ll miss the horrible ending of Marley and Me.
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