I’m beginning to
think I’ve turned the corner. I’m coughing up loads of phlegm. My chest hurts
whenever I cough. But at least I’m feeling more like myself. I’m also feeling
rather stir crazy as I’ve not left the confines of our home since Saturday.
The Fox has been
out. He’s been trying to get the chores done. Monday was the milk hunt.
Yesterday he decided to get the main food shop done before he goes down with my
cold. Today it will be some fresh bread. He’s been doing all the cooking – nothing
too demanding. Today we will be having Mexican Hot Pot Soup. He made double
does last year. This is the second half that’s been sitting in the freezer.
We always dread
passing colds on from on to the other. We’ve done that so often in the past. My
carer reckons the contagious time for a cold is two weeks before the symptoms
appear. When she came yesterday she was grateful she hadn’t been the last
couple of weeks due Christmas/New Year so she should be fine.
We’re not so
convinced. We grew up in the days of “Coughs & sneezes spread diseases”. We
try to sit on opposite sides of the room, to avoid hugs & kisses, but it an
awful strain. In some ways it is maybe just as well that the Fox escapes the
home for part of the afternoon. He usually sees some friends while he is out as
well.
Meanwhile let’s hope I
continue to improve & the Fox doesn’t succumb.
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