Well, I was wrong about one thing when I blogged yesterday – although I did eventually find myself awakening too early, my night was not crowded with bad dreams. I hate being ill and dreaming because there’s an inevitability about the horror and depression the fever dreams bring. Yes, I want a good night’s sleep to recover, but I dread going to sleep because I will dream. Last night, this was not the case. Last night I didn’t sleep long enough to dream. I lost count of the number of times I woke but what with the coughing, the high temperatures, the blocked nose and the bladder, I didn’t actually dream. This is both good and bad. No dreams, but very little sleep.
Every time I woke I felt thirsty. Sometimes I drank, other times I didn’t, because drinking at night brings its own problems. During some of the wakeful periods, as I either added or subtracted bedding to adjust my temperature, I longed for a cup of tea or a hot lemon cold cure.
As I woke from yet another short sleep, Julia arrived, having got up before me, bearing two mugs – one of tea and one Lemsip. Obviously a wife who can read your thoughts is a mixed blessing, but in this case it was very welcome. I had my cold cure, dressed and had my tea. It wasn’t quite as quick as that, of course, because I was feeling sluggish. Since then, I am glad to report, I have been feeling gradually better.
We did our Covid tests tonight and were both still positive. This proves that the government guidelines are not foolproof, and that romance is not yet dead.
I decided to go with bicycles as my theme for photographs.
You sound in good spirits – getting better each day!
Yes. It was surpise when I had two days suddenly getting worse, but it’s beginning to lift now. 🙂
I hope you will both be back to normal soon
Julia is starting to make suggestions about me doing housework and such – she’s clearly back to normal. (I am still too weak for housework if she asks).
A bonus holiday sounds good! Hope you get some restful sleep with no bad dreams.
Yes, it ws good thanks. Recovering well.
Sometimes I find a good thick slice of toast with olive oil can help bring on a restful sleep. I hope you both feel better soon.
Yes, dreams can be downright interesting, if not disturbing, at times.
Many years ago I woke up screaming as a giant rat bit my leg. It turns out the “jaws” were my hand, clamped onto my thigh. Very strange. I never did work out how it happened.
That’s a great bike picture. The horizontal-ish lines are wonderful.
Bravo to Julia for knowing your every need. Very sweet. Hope you are both over the hump.
Yes. We are still testing positive but are reasonably healthy and are expecting a nice relaxing day tomorrow, which I intend treating like a bonus holiday. 🙂