What is it now?

Is it:

  • Feed a cold and starve a fever or
  • Starve a cold and feed a fever or
  • Drink and eat sensibly when and what you can

Anyway, last week, while they stopped over, one of the grandchildren had a snotty cold.  I made him plenty of fresh strawberry and banana smoothies.  Read on if you have the mind to or stop here.  The cold didn’t stop him from playing at the park.  His energy levels never seem to dwindle.  Occasionally when he sneezed, it was far more than a tissue could cope with, way past his chin.  Swinging the dangled green goo, he ran laughing and at this point I imagine you might be saying:  “Thanks for sharing that!!” 😀

What is it now?  I’ll tell you what it is now:  My ruddy turn to cope with a dreadful snotty cold!  I’m currently using rolls and rolls of tissue on my nose and sipping water to combat a tickly throat.  Will I be running about?  Not likely!  What is it now, is me thinking towards my beloved lively, happy grandchild:  “Thanks for sharing that!!”  😀

Zipp.s. and now a headache too.

So, did my beloved grandson actually get a headache and still run around, going again and again and again on the ruddy zipline?

Kids are so resilient, don’t you think?

p.p.s. 3 hours later and now a temperature too!!!

I’ve been in bed most of today reading other people’s blogs…  Sick of this now, if I wasn’t so bloody weak…

Last note:  I slept very little, a bit like being seated on a train that stopped at many stations.  Sleep, snore, wake to blow nose, sip water, go back to sleep…  I think I’ll live though, after all it is only a ruddy cold “sneeze!”  😀


5 thoughts on “What is it now?

  1. “Ruddy”, now that’s a word I haven’t heard for a while. The only other person I know who used it is my mother. But you have succumbed to the more normal and explicit “bloody” at the end – no doubt because the kids are no longer around 😄 Get well very soon.

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    • Swearing in our house when I was a child was not acceptable, even unto the word “Bloody!” Yet now, even my grandchildren swear like my father would call “Navies”. Words are just words. Friends think of us more for how we make them feel, than the words we use. I range from “Damn!” to “FFS!” and in very special circumstances the C word (you know to do with “CRUELTY” and the like).

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    • Thanks for the get well soon wishes, I also have them. I hate being unwell, I hate it with a passion O_O and I think it will be soon that I’m back to my bounce. 🙂

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    • I feel better. Well enough in fact to be out in the garden yesterday planting strawberries and today measuring the garden, sketching the garden and generally planning (which is sadly the worst thing about those that cannot get out and about, the stuck~ins, the cared for, that they no longer have the pleasure of planning). I think those stuck~ins appreciate your Still Walks so much, you are an asset to them I would imagine.

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