Forgive the slightly melodramatic title. I arrived back in London on Saturday evening after a spending Christmas with my parents a few hours away. My boyfriend drove me back as he spent Boxing day with my family. Flatmates away until the new year so on my own (normally I love these times!) Friends all with family etc.
I was ill all over Christmas, then went to a walk-in centre Saturday afternoon and got antibiotics for bronchitis. I've had it before.
Since then I have been sick as a dog. Can't leave the house, can't sleep because of coughing, just generally struggling. Dropped my phone in the middle of a coughing fit and buggered up the sim somehow so can't text or call on it.
My boyfriend has been in touch via Internet. But he's off work, lives twenty minutes away, has a car....but says he cannot risk getting ill from me (big annual bike-race meet thing on New Year's Day) is bronchitis even contagious?
Anyway, this morning I saw a package had been dropped through the letter box. It had strepsills in it, ibuprofen and a little box of cough mixture. So he took the trouble to come to my house and post that, but not let me know he was there or come in and make me some soup, a cup of tea??
I may be over sensitive because I'm poorly but....I half expect to find one of those big crosses on my door like they did to let everyone know there were plague victims dying inside....
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To feel like I have been left to die in manner of plague victim?
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MadHattersWineParty · 30/12/2014 17:15
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