Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Norovirus

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I got hit by it yesterday. Been up all night, feel very weak. Going back to bed now. Just as I started a triple drug course for my gut. Now it will have to wait as I can't keep anything down(or in!). I still feel like death warmed up but the projectile liquids from both ends have stopped-hopefully.

I tell you at 4am this morning I wanted a Mummy!

9 comments:

Herzblut said...

big(but gentle) hugs....... horrible thing!
Claire

PS the JoJo wool seems to be demanding to be made into fingerless gauntlets.....with a dainty little cable along the back.....

Kerry said...

I'm so sorry to hear you're not feeling well. Here's something that might give you a bit of a chuckle...

When I saw the title of your post I thought you had been up all night long knitting with Noro yarn.

Leave it to a knitter. :-)

CP Warner said...

Oh, dear! Am I knit-geek or what? When I saw the title of this post, I thought you meant you'd got addicted to Noro yarn and stayed up too late knitting something colourful. Then I started reading. Hope you feel better soon!

carolyninAlaska said...

And I thought you were talking about Noro yarn too... clever punster, you!

I am really sorry you had that... that's the virus I wouldn't wish on anyone, not even my ex-boss. It's truly horrible.
Feel better soon.

Anonymous said...

Oh no, this is a horrible virus do drink plenty of water flush it through, rest up, and gentle hugs, I'll come and be your mummy.......you know I would.

higz Cher

fairy godmother said...

Feel better, I'm sending good thoughts!

Anonymous said...

-hugging Colin- Poor fellow. Push the fluids and rest. Maybe some nice, hot, peppery chicken soup from your local take out.

Mother Iris

Anonymous said...

Hi Colin, just catching up with blogs. Sorry to read you have had this rotten virus, hope you feel better soon. Its made worse I suppose by by the fact that you are on your own with John being away at work.

anachronist said...

Oh Colin, hope you are over it soon. Those little bug(ger)s are no fun to have around.

Feel mothered from afar, should I bring you another cup of tea?
nana.