My cold finally seems to have broken, thank heck. It was pretty bad there for a while, snot monster, coughing my poor lungs up, fever etc.
The only thing I am left with now is a really husky voice, but I am OK with that because my throat isn’t sore and I sound sheexayyy. Well OK, sexyish.
Of course the week I was sick was the week my other half decided to be away, not only that but coincidentally my parents and my brother and sister-in-law were both away on holiday for the week. I felt kinda lonely. You know what it’s like when you are sick, you just want someone to look after you and sympathise.
I kept looking around me when I was through with a coughing fit for someone to say ‘Aww Poor you’, I kept making moaning and groaning and sighing noises expecting someone to ask ‘Aww, still feeling poorly?’ — but no, I was all alone…just me and my cold 
< / pity party>
