I hate being ill...

I have a splitting sore head, my throat feels entirely closed up and I am extemely exhausted. The joys of being ill during the holidays. My head feels like someone is standing behind me constantly pushing on my skull and it is extremely difficult and painful to swallow.

You know when people say "You're not at yourself" when your ill, well I think I have become to totally agree with those people. I have noticed a few things about me being ill, things that if I was in full health I definitely couldn't manage.

1. Daytime Napping.
I am one of those people who generally are incapable of sleeping during the day. Maybe it's because I am afraid of missing something or it could just be the general everyday noise of my house. Either way the tables completely turn when I am sick. For instance today I have fallen asleep on several different occasions on my living room sofa right slap bang in the middle of noise and shouting. I even think that right at this moment if I fell asleep I could sleep through a nuclear bomb.

2. Starvation.
I am a self-confessed greedy person. I could as they say "Eat you out of house and home." But today I have not eaten a single bite. CRAZY. The thing is I'm not even slightly hungry. This may be due inpart to the fact that I have a sore throat, but other than a whole river of water nothing has passed my lips.

3. Going from extremely warm to extremely cold.
This one is the most aggrevating. It is terrible being wrapped up in 3 blankets with your dressing gown on shivering and then in a few minutes sweating. You really can't win. I normally am a person who is cold when I should be cold and warm when I should be warm. So this temperature change is awful. I was sitting today right in front of my fire, my cheeks a warm rosy pink but yet I was still freezing. I can't handle being ill.

I'm not even a generally sickly person, I pride myself on being quite healthy save for a cold every now and again. I think I'm going to have to dose some Actimels into me and build up my immune system.

Sorry to bother anyone who reads this with my ailments.

-->A tired and sick Jules.