I’m feeling awful. Just plain knotting the knickers kinda awful. The flu virus had caught up with me and I can’t believe I’m not strong enough to have fought it off. Afterall I work out, eat healthy (ok I try to most of the time), and always take my supplements religiously. I’ve always pride myself as being one of the healthier ones. Who can explain to me what happen?

I hate being unwell. I mean really H-A-T-E it. I am ridden with not just the virus but with guilt sleeping at home instead of being battered at work. I would rather have my eyeballs pricked with needles than having the flu, at least I can go to work without worrying about spreading the disease. To make it worst the doctor gave me 2 days of sick leave and ordered me to rest at home until I fully recover! He might as well stab me with his digital thermometer.

Maybe it all relates to how I like regularity. Not being at work on a weekday disrupts my regular routine and makes me all itchy and uncomfortable.  Public holidays are of course a different ball game altogether. Duh!

Am going to bed now (again!) before the D-man knocks me out. *crosses fingers and hammer toes”