I Write This From My Deathbed

I write this from my deathbed.

Well, not quite. But, having felt rotten all week, I’ve decided to take a day off work to try and shake off this cold once and for all. Fionnuala, wonderful wife that she is, has promised to make me soup and my bedside table is crammed with liquids, tissues and paracetamol. My colleagues will undoubtedly be delighted that my sniffling, sneezing self won’t be in the office to infect them all.

I’m hoping that a day’s rest will resurrect my flagging spirits. There has been no running so far this week so my marathon schedule continues to gallop into the horizon, without me in harness. I reckon I can still make it as long as this current bout of illness is the last one between now and the big day in May. Today I can barely run a tap, let alone the thought of 26.2 miles.

I’m also conscious of infecting the rest of the family. The last thing my super busy wife needs are my germs and the kids similarly; Adam has a big rugby match at the weekend, Hannah a science test next week, and Rebecca is just over a tummy bug. It’s bad enough being ill myself, without the added guilt of striking down one of my nearest and dearest. Hopefully 24 hours of self enforced quarantine will do the trick.

If I can get caught up on some sleep today, that would be a bonus. I also plan to read a little and continue my never ending research of literary agents I aim to query with the book. I may even blog a little update later. Until then any comments would be most welcome to lift my spirits and alleviate the boredom. You can even call round later with a bunch of grapes or bottle of Lucozade. I promise not to sneeze over you.

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  1. 🍇💐🍾 <– That's the nearest I could get to Lucozade, but I'm sure it might do you good. 🙂 I'm sure a week off from running won't hurt. You've been there and done it before, so it's just a matter of reminding your body what a long run feels like. Get well soon!

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  2. You do realize you are not dying right? I understand how horrid it is to feel like the world has been dropped on your head and everything hurts under the weight of it. A day of enforced rest and sleep is probably exactly what your body is in need of. Try not to jingle that bell too often or your lovely wife will throttle you. Hope you feel better soon. 🙂

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  3. You and my husband both! A pall has descended over the manor house — much weeping and gnashing of teeth. Or maybe that’s just me trying to get some housework done.

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  4. i think taking a sick day when you’re sick is a fantastic idea. when did the whole “work through it, keep a stiff upper lip” philosophy take hold, anyhow? the world doesn’t collapse because we step out for a day or two. that being said, saline rinses of the sinuses do seem to shorten the duration. i like the prepared solutions one gets at the chemist’s because i worry about brain amoebas, which is probably just my anxiety but give it a try. at the very least, it amuses the family.

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  5. I take Nature’s Way Umcka ColdCare for the coughing, sneezy, congestion mess for my bronchitis and it really helps. It’s all natural and lemon flavoured. I hope you can get it. Get well, soon!

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  6. Lol I’m on the next plane over to Belfast with grapes and whatever drink you require. Oh but wait………….I cab’t SEE! I wouldn’t get there very fast? Your flu wilk be better by the time I get there! Get well soon.

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  7. Feel better my friend. Here’s a joke because you know humor is a good remedy: How do you make a tissue dance? You put a little boogie in it. Yes it’s corny but I hope I made you chuckle. Much love ❤

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