Go away, norovirus!

[blamebrampton]

Our fave guests departed this morning, alas, the unwanted one remains.

Three hours ago
Me to Mr B: Darling, how are you feeling?

Mr B: Kind of fluey.

Me: That's the first sign! Do you want me to make you a nest in the living room so you are close to the loo?

Mr B: No, I think I will be fine.

Three minutes ago
Rapid feet pass through the living room, where I have a nest on the sofa

Plaintive Mr B from loo: Darling, do you have a bucket?

I am making him his own nest now.

Comments

[phoenixacid.livejournal.com]

*hugs you tight and piles you with pillows and broth*

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

Thank you, dear! I have held down diluted sports drink, some crackers and some crisps (was dying for salt!) so I feel broth will be on the menu for tonight!