My last post, written in delight that I was beginning to feel good was a short lived joy. A week go I attended a meeting and the chair person had a streaming cold and frightful cough. Why on earth did she come to the meeting for god's sake? Why do people not stay at home and keep their germs to themselves? I have a light dose of her blinking cold/flu/whatever and I hope it will stay "light".
My head feels like it's stuffed with cotton wool - no brains, can't think properly. But my memory is fine! I remember vapemail is on its way, and, if I'm lucky, it might arrive tomorrow. THEN I'll feel better.
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