I'm sick. Officially sick. My doctor has put me on cortisone tablets, antibiotics and an influenza drug that I inhale... As I'm contagious I'm off work which is really horrible - believe it or not, I want to be at work especially after my holiday.
So I'm at home watching the West Wing (which is much nicer than yesterday where I couldn't get out of bed) - at the part where Leo has a heart attack up at Camp David - and snuggled up into a dressing gown that a dear friend gave me. I'm really glad that spring has come as our back porch is also delightful to sit on - birds singing and the gerberas are in beautiful flower.
I hate being sick, but I don't regret my holiday at all!
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