I developed a chest infection last week. Despite the best of 21st Century medicine, it hasn't gone away yet. So annoying.
I was able to get my #PitchWars entry in before the illness consumed me. Thank goodness. Since then, I've been coughing so hard I'm surprised my eyeballs haven't popped out.
I wanted to start working on "The Charm of Truth" (and got a good 2.5K words done) before this chest infection claimed my full attention. Since then, it's a hassle to drag my pain-wracked body out of bed and carry on some semblance of real life.
At least Their Ladyships are old enough to feed themselves and The World's Most Boring Cat doesn't have to be taken for a walk.
Cold drinks feel better on my shredded throat than hot and the wheat bag is my friend.
Still, why couldn't I have some bog-standard rhinovirus instead?
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Her Grace hates those people who never get sick.
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