Oy vey, for sure. Yesterday I wasn’t feeling great though I went to Lunch 2.0 at RockYou anyway–hopefully I didn’t infect anyone else–and by the time I finally got home just before 4 I was done. Collapsed on the couch, watched the recording of Manchester United’s narrow Champions League win at Sporting Clube de Portugal and later most of the Gary Cooper/Patricia O’Neil version of The Fountainhead.
TS1, as always, was a great and attentive nurse.
This morning the symptoms were out in force, runny nose, sneezing, coughing, sore throat. Of course I was supposed to give the PSR team pitch at ProMatch but fortunately one of my mates stepped in. Why I’m still sitting at the computer can only be attributed to a serious electronics addiction but after this the TV goes on.
Everyone hates feeling sick, including me. Your empathy is appreciated.
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