Man Flu

December 27, 2010 at 11:03 am 1 comment

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I have just slept for almost eleven hours straight, having already dozed my way through most of the previous day. Well, when I say slept, I was wallowing in a pool of my own sweat and hallucinating my way through drug induced dreams. It is powerful stuff that Beechams Max Flu Plus – you can’t get more powerful than a Max Flu Plus.

I have man flu. Proper man flu. For just the second time in my adult life I have taken to my bed through illness – and last time it was the swine flu that got me.

Actually, I was ordered to my bed by my good lady wife and my mother-in-law yesterday morning. That is an order that has to be obeyed even on Boxing Day. Apparently, I had not been at my best as congenial host on Christmas Day and they did not think me up to the drive to my own parents.

To be fair, I was not feeling great. I had not been feeling great since Wednesday but I had struggled on manfully. I coped with the burst pipe and the flood in the hallway (well, at least I supervised the kindly neighbor who came to my rescue). I cleared snow and gritted the drive. I struggled to Waitrose to acquire sprouts and a goose. I chopped logs for the fire and I produced sprouts in Riesling with lardons, cauliflower cheese, prune and Armagnac stuffing, sumptuous gravy and perfect crispy roast potatoes. Thank you Delia.

But I could not clear the brick that had formed in my forehead or the racking cough, the fever, or the streaming nose. And so, yesterday morning I made my apologies to my mom and sister who I would not be celebrating Boxing Day with and took to my bed. C did her very best Florence Nightingale and kept me topped up with tea, water, pills and the power cable for my iPhone. I dosed. I sweated. I looked forward to the occasional visit from the cat. And from C. I finished my book – City of Thieves by David Benioff (much recommended). I got very, very bored.

By 7pm I was allowed downstairs for dinner – reheated Christmas dinner – and to watch Top Gear in the Holyland, which was hilarious. But, I was not allowed wine or a rummage amongst the liquors and by 9.30 pm I was back in my bed for my mammoth sleep. And here I remain. C has gone to Waitrose  The cat has curled up next to me on the bed as I doze and hallucinate in a drug crazed haze in which, would you believe it, I am imagining we are thrashing the Aussies in the Ashes. It is not quite the cosy, cuddled up, post Christmas special us time C and I had imagined.

I hope I get better soon 

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