This Is My Thursday... Again

God... this is starting to feel like Groundhog Day! I fully intended to post on days other than those called Thursday but it just so happens that the Thatgirl household is a hot bed of germ warfare! Small Child came home last week with the obligatory February runny nose and cough but apart from a couple of disturbed nights and some extra whinging, she survived relatively unscathed. 

How come the grown up version of the germ managed to mutate so much so that Other Half has a hideous cough and cold that has lasted five days and I have a chest infection?

I was at first welded to the bed but then managed to graduate to the sofa with a blanky, some strawberry liquorice laces and my box set of Dawson's Creek. Having gone through several truck loads of ibuprofen and paracetamol I gave in and went to see the village doctor yesterday who, by the way, looks like he's just stepped off the set of Peak Practice. He prodded, listened, examined and prescribed rest and some antibiotics so large that I wasn't entirely sure which orifice they should be placed in. I was somewhat relieved to read "Take with water three times a day" on the enclosed leaflet! 

My voice is starting to come back, much to Other Half and Small Child's disappointment I suspect, only I now sound like Bonny Tyler after she's sung Total Eclipse Of The Heart seventy three times, smoked ninety fags and downed a bottle of Jack Daniels.

Hope you are all well and I will try to be less germy and more bloggy next week!