72 Days to Go...

Well for the fourth day in a row I woke up feeling like I was swallowing a pack of razorblades.  Not good but as I had a meeting I couldn't avoid today I went into work.  Funny thing is as the day progressed the sore throat wasn't so bad it was replaced by feeling like I had been run over by a steam roller and had an elephant sat on my chest!  I gave in gracefully after the meeting, went home and took myself to my bed.  Just one thing, who created Beecham's flu sips in fruity formula?  They were having a laugh - it is like drinking liquid Vic Vapor-rub!  Fortunately John is about now to bring me drinks and TLC.  I will wait to see how I feel in the morning.