Days 28 & 24 here.
The worst has passed...but it is with us still.
The hacking cough just less of the wretching, still the mucous just cups rather than buckets worth, the aching swollen throat now tickles.
At first I thought it was the flu’ but however horrendous it has been,
and now matter how many times I tested with a reliable digital gadget, I have had a normal body temperature even when I have felt feverish and unwell. So not the flu.
We’ve managed to get every few days for some fresh air and essential supplies. OK for a half hour then exhaustion comes and rest essential.
I have been too tired to bother with the glorious beauty bestowed upon me by the Gods (rail, rail) so I tied the tumblng tessses up and out of bother and got by with glycolic face pads.After three weeks, it was just bleugh.
Yesterday I treated myself to a wash and blow dry at the local salon. Oh so much better, worth every penny. I now am in need of one of those new fangled Dyson curl-as-you-whirl hairdryers.
Thinking of a restorative salon facial...