Yesterday was the peak day - sweats, heavy cough and nothing stemmed the nasal flow and, believe me, I tried - three different types of cold and flu tablets!
Today it's just that heavy feeling, a sore nose because of yesterday and a cough. Should be back to work tomorrow.
Being at home with a cold is weird. It's not relaxing but not boring either. It's a between time. A pause. An enforced rest.
|Davy Jones and Frank Zappa's cameo in Head.|
Whenever I'm sick and recovering I have an urge for marmite and lettuce sandwiches. This is from when I was a kid and mum would make those for me.
What else? Well I have also been watching some TED talks online and I've done a couple of posts as well.
Jimi has been keeping me company too. He has stuck close - either the other side of the couch (he didn't appear too impressed with Head), or in the shelf of the desk while I use the computer (he's there now). If I go to the kitchen to make a cuppa he follows me out and then follows me back.
[By the way - we've worked out that he's been owned by Arabic speakers rather than westerners. He looked at Jacky blankly and disdainfully when she saw him try to scratch the couch arm and shouted, "NO". But the Arabic version, "LA" - as in lar, got his attention immediately.]
Another in between activity has been taking some more photographs of him to put on the blog.
He seems to blend in to the surroundings so let's play Where's Jimi?.