>I originally planned to blog everyday this month. I am officially never going to make that plan again. It was something I intended to do in September and then I stared the month off with a cold that ended up on my chest. No month of daily blogging for me!
And then I decided to do the same this month.
Tuesday I had a bit of a sore throat but nothing major. My Dad’s had a bad cold so I was a bit concerned I was getting one but didn’t worry about it too much. Went into Reading for the day and bought the yarn for my Mum’s Christmas present. Also did a big chunk of writing in one of the branches of costa with a bacon sandwich. Then when I came home I decided to have a dominos. Usually I order a large pizza and a couple of sides (if there are on buy one get one free, otherwise just one) and have half or thereabouts and then the rest the next day. I just ordered a large pizza (especially good willpower wise as it was Two for Tuesday on pizza). But I ate the lot.
And woke up in the middle of the night having a gall bladder attack. Nothing like as bad as the only other one I’ve had but still horrendous. But did also have my first ever kidney infection as well last time. I was scared and freaked out and thought for sure I’d end up at the doctors if not the hospital that day. But I managed to get myself into a place where I was comfortable so long as I didn’t move which wasn’t great as I kept needing the loo or a drink due to aforementioned sore throat. I felt a lot better when I woke up on Wednesday morning and managed to avoid the doctors. I was however completely washed out as I’d slept so badly (was up at least four times in the night). I ate very little all day and mostly plain foods. By the evening I was feeling back to normal and cooped up so I popped out to see the writers saying I’d stay half an hour, mostly so I could get some fresh air. I was there almost two hours I think.
Thursday I was a little sniffly but not to bad. Then I went out to creative writing and the cold air set me off cough, cough, cough, cough, cough. And a bad one too. Wouldn’t have gone if I’d realised it would be that bad. Completely full of cold! Friday I was full of it and felt lousy and probably should have cancelled my plans for that evening. But I didn’t. Which led to us bumping into a friend of ours and a friend of hers (who I’d not met) who was all “have you got something for that?” and declared that I really needed to see the doctor. My mum said that it wasn’t Oh my god go to the doctor stage at that point. And I woke up Saturday morning have dried up a lot but still quite cold-y. I’m still coughing a lot today but it’s a lot looser and my nose isn’t dripping.
Oh and in case anyone was wondering, I am up to date with my NaNoWriMo attempts (apart from today but there’s still time). I was very behind but I did a mammoth catch up yesterday. I’m not where I’d like to be, however. And my story has disappeared. I’m going to try writing a different idea starting tomorrow (but keep the words I already have) and return to this one at some not NaNo point in the future.
Haven’t got much else to say about this week, a lot of cancelled plans, feeling bad and writing about sums it up!