Rob the Nurse

Linnea and I are both pretty sick. Oh, and she's definitely my daughter. Can't walk? Daddy offers to carry. No, she says, she can crawl.

Hopefully we can fix this before it lands her in as much trouble as it has me.

Rob has been bringing me honey and hot water drinks, and sometimes a baby to feed. I have no idea what else has been going on, because I'm not leaving the room much and neither Emer nor Linnea are coming to see me much either. Rob says Linnea is beginning to feel a bit better.

Virus

I am definitely getting better. Still can't walk without huge effort and much wobbling, and haven't eaten today except for a pack of chili crisps, but the coughing is no longer paroxysms and is now merely severe. Sometimes, I can speak.

Linnea is recovering rather faster, unsurprisingly.

I hope that tomorrow I'll be well enough to remind Rob to give Astrid food and drinks, as feeding her a normal amount would help me.