The Perils of Speaking too Soon

Yesterday evening I posted on Facebook that I was feeling almost human again - which was true - apart from a sore mouth and a sore throat I was doing OK.

In the middle of the night I woke up feeling really achy, particularly in my arms and back, and I was cold. I woke Simon up as I was trying to find my glass of water to take some pain killers, at which point he noticed that I was a bit feverish, which is not a good sign. If my temperature goes above a certain point, I have to go straight to hospital.

Simon managed to both find and operate the thermometer, which declared my temperature to be 37.1 - a bit high, but not so high to determine a trip to hospital. By now I realised I actually felt quite sick, but we weren't sure what to do. My Mum is staying with us, and we decided to refer to her wisdom - Simon and I neither being in a position to make a rational judgement. NHS Direct was called, paracetamol was taken and in the end we all managed to get a little sleep.

It surprised me however, how quickly I went from feeling fine, to feeling really quite ill. Went to the GP this morning and have been prescribed various germ killers, so should be back to feeling OK again in a day or two.