I’ve not ventured
out for the house for days. My cold has just got worse. The antibiotics I was
on for the first week of the cold dried everything up but left a feeling of something
very solid filling my head. They never really cleared the cold but the GP reckoned
another course wouldn’t help much. Now I’m no longer on the antibiotics, it’s
all starting to flow. Great globs of phlegm, yellow, green & grey are being
either blown out or coughed up. There seems no end of it.
My one consolation is
that I think I’m over the worst now. Last night I did manage some hours of
sleep between half hour coughing & blowing fits. That’s more than I’ve done
of late. I’m just hoping they’re not going to cancel my treatment on Monday. We’ll
see what they say when I ring up for my blood results first thing Monday morning.
Meanwhile I had
thought we would have Floddies (a sort of bacon pancake) for dinner today,
using up some bacon we’d got out of the freezer a little while ago before it
went off. I had a look at the bacon first thing this morning. Too late. It has
gone in the bin. It had started to gain a green fur. The last thing I need is
food poisoning as well.
I confess I have
been putting off the meal partially because my taste buds have been so iffy.
Bacon is something I’m hard pushed to get any flavour out of, not even
saltiness. As for the baked beans that would accompany the Floddies, the last
time I ate them they had absolutely no flavour, just an odd texture, even
though we’d added some Worcestershire sauce to them.
Since I’m not really
in state to cook, I’ll let the Fox decide to make for us this evening.
Something quick & easy I suspect.
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