Last week, I signed my own birthday card. It amused me more than it should have.
This weekend, I spent a lot of time in the kitchen, baking cakes. We processed 1kg of butter and 20 eggs into five different cakes. But with our illness, we haven't been to work, and the cakes are going stale. We'll have to throw them away. :(
The illness continues unabated, which is quite uncharacteristic for me. I have been blessed/cursed with a quite aggressive immune system. This means that when I get ill, I get really high fevers and bonking head-aches. But it also means that most of the time, the illness passes quickly.
Not so this time. I have to move around carefully or else my head feels like it is going to explode. At night I can't sleep, and I lie under the duvet, feverish and shivering, covered in cold sweat. During the day I don't know how to sit or lie to make myself comfortable.
I'm not going to make prediction as to when I'll be up and running again -- on monday I hoped to be back at work on tuesday, and it is now wednesday evening. And I know for sure that I won't be going in tomorrow either.
Being ill is boring. :(