Living alone sux when you're sick...

Or Being sick sux when you live alone....
Or Both....

Now before I continue - I would like to add a warning - particularly for my mother- I am fine, Im sitting on the couch updating my blog so I'm obviously fine now.

Let me tell you about my last 24 hrs - I left after lunch from work yesterday and slept most of yesterday afternoon and night. I didnt feel like food but forced myself to eat toast and flat lemonade. I woke up this morning still feeling bad (and temperature ridden) so took more drugs and slept more.

After midday I woke up and made it to the couch. After a while I felt alive enought to wander up to the chemist (not far at all and the escalator takes me up the block). I take the walk very slow and make it to the chemist. I wander around looking for the right drugs and was talking to the pharmacist when i suddenly saw dots in front of my eyes. Before I fainted (see mum I didnt faint) she sat me down and started feeding me crackers and water. She was very helpful and nice and I spent quite a while sitting in the corner of the chemist.
Oh let me explain what i was wearing. Baseball Cap (to cover my hair) tracky pants, long tshirt and tracky jumper - oh and did I mention Ugg boots. Yes Pppl (particulary Chris) I did the unthinkable I went out in Uggs. That should tell you how ill I am.

So finally after sitting, and being fed crackers and drinking water, i was able to walk, and made it home without incident. I have now drugged myself up on panodol to get rid of the temp, and have been eating crackers, water and am now drinking some really gross rehydration salts - yukko.

Oh and I have to go to work tomororw and fri as im teaching. Oh and I have work party on fri night and i wont be able to drink. That sux badly!!
Alright nothing on TV might go back to bed. Being sick sux....