Sunday 27th March, 2016                    0430

No this isn’t me being stupid, I went to bed over an hour ago but haven’t stopped coughing since. Nothing is working, not Hall’s mentholyptus nor Jing Jo. There was a time when I would simply drink my way though a cold, no matter how bad, and depending on the severity dictated  the amount of brandy and port I needed to consume to be able to render myself comatose.

I think this morning it will be more a case of when exhaustion claims me.

Yesterday Dumpling came to clean. I hadn’t risen until noon and decided not to go out until we both went to town for dinner. And yes I felt rough but I had promised her. Whilst she has a sniffly nose she managed to pack away all her lamb dinner plus both portions of soup and the hideous bread, not to mention copious quantities of fresh fruit. I left half of my steak dinner, I have simply felt terrible these last few days. I felt that bad at the end that I cancelled a planned visit to RT Mart for wine and considering it is on the way from the restaurant to the bus stop that should speak volumes. I am/was hoping today I would feel a bit better to go back to shop.

At the moment I hope Andrei and Juliette are fast asleep above me and likewise those beneath me. It is not as if I am getting any respite, the coughing is continuous even with the lozenges. I know we all get them and normally I shrug them off with passing annoyance at the coughing phase but this one is a Lulu. Disruptive is not the word. I haven’t really felt up to anything  and worse, my lung capacity has often been reduced so when I need a good cough I can’t.

I can’t believe I am complaining about a cold and no, I won’t call it flu because I had that once and I know, but this is really knocking me for six at present . I can handle the snotty nose and lethargy and everything else - I can’t handle the coughing!!!

End of report on my immune system packing up.