Illin'

[ailbhe]

Went to the doctor because of inability to breathe, repeated coughing up of exciting colours, etc. Lung infection, probably been building up for a while as it's now well-entrenched. I have a course of antibiotics and a warning not to do anything for two weeks. No swimming lessons, no grocery shopping, no mother and baby groups, nothing. Gah.

Linnea is amusing herself downstairs while I hide and wheeze. I hear thumping, so she must be ok. I don't think there's anything breakable within her reach.

The antibiotics are likely to raise my temperature and make me properly ill all over again, just like last week. This is so dull. I'm not even supposed to walk to the library.

Also, for the first time in my life the doctor instructed me to remove tshirt and bra to listen to my chest. I was too ill to protest much. Apparently he can't examine my chest if I have a bra on because it rustles. Gah. Then he made my hyperventilate in an effort to breathe deeply. I can't breathe deeply, it hurts. Double gah.

Ah. My time is up. Linnea needs her nap, and a feed.