I have a cold. It’s not pretty *sneeze, cough, splutter* and even though I bought tissues with aloe vera and camomile, my nose still has similarities to Ruldolph.
Gone are the days where I can take to my bed with lemsip and sleep my way to recovery. Nah. There is a toddler to entertain, a non-poorly toddler at that. She has all this wonderful energy, bags of it, just raring to go, and I’m trying to keep up with my trail of tissues and half cups of cold tea.
I had hoped that yesterday was the worst day, but now I’m hoping that of today. However I feel tomorrow, we must venture outside as I need a few bits from the shop and madam needs a change of scenery.
Hurry up and go please germs!