
driving the big white bus
photo. mrs.perou
yesterday's diary entry may have been premature...as shortly after writing 'i haven't been sick today etc...' i found myself chucking up everything once more.
today, i got up early with a feeble determination to be well.
let out and fed the chickens before maximum and z were awake.
but then as z woke up, he had blood coming out of his nose, dried round his mouth and he was complaining about having a bad headache (again).
had to wake up mrs.perou (we're currently sleeping in seperate rooms) and she took z to the doctors looking for a referal to hospital if necessary, while i went back to bed to be pathetic again.
mrs.perou sat seperately to everyone else in the surgery and took dry hand wash with her.
mum-mum and dad-dad came on a very kind mercy mission looking after the (grand) sons while me and mrs.perou slept some.
my dad is 70 this year and refuses to leave the wood stacks to the sides of the inglenook fireplace empty when he's here.
respect (and thankyou).
apparently this norovirus outbreak is going to get worse before it gets better: when schools go back this week.
i can't think who or how i got my dose from but this is all giving me the fear of something more sinister: bird flu gone deadly or ebola viruses etc...