Yep thought that would get your attention!
It's really quite easy IF you are in the
wrong place at the wrong time and the 'lurgy likes the look of you. Look I said
it was easy I did not say it was pleasant.
Friends said "You must eat."
"Can't I just lie here and whither?" were my thoughts. My mother asked if I had Brandy. I said "No and even if I
did I would not have it. I don't like it and I don't want it." Her reply
was "Sometimes you have to do things you don't like." I am very
grateful that she doesn't drive anymore otherwise she would have been pounding
on my door ready to force, through my clenched, virtually teetotaller teeth her
cure all.
Mind you that might have helped explain the
weird dreams. I am convinced that we have lost a top selling surrealist novel.
Two of the "dreams/visions" that I do remember involve two gentleman
of my acquaintance. Case One - a quiet, unassuming teetotaller turns into a
raucous, belligerent drunk. Case Two – a shy, unpretentious guy becomes an
obnoxious lout. I see something like a cross between "Dr Jekyll and Mr
Hyde" and "The Rocky Horror Show". Too bad the world will never
see it!
Well day 6 draws to a close. Days 1 and 2
disappeared in murky high fever. Days 3 and 4 had me feeling like a wet sock.
The upside is I had lost 4 Kg. Days 5 and 6 had me tottering around achieving
little but sleeping lots. Can't wait to see what day 7 has in store!
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