Washout

[ailbhe]

Tuesday I called Rob to come home, and today he worked from home. I've been all collapsey. Covered in spots, gums bleeding, skin aching, muscles not cooperating, tired, etc etc. I think it's what the GP calls "carrying a viral load" and I hope I can get to the hospital tomorrow to get blood drawn so they can count it.

Or whatever it is they do.

We had broccoli and cashew stir-fry for dinner.

I've been trying to research buses for near Ipswich. It turns out, right, that Reading Buses are remarkably well-organised and clearly timetabled and mapped. Oops.