As we know, I am a stoic, elegant Flamingo Dancer, not one to whine and complain…as I was saying, I am not one for complaining, BUT I think I am entitled to in this instance. I have come down with my third respiratory infection of the winter. Snot, sneezes, sleepless nights – the lot. Still deaf too.
And you know what? Mr FD hasn’t contracted so much as a sniffle. Of course he works from home, but I do take every opportunity to cough and splutter in his direction. So far zilch. Then again, I don’t really want to share the sick bed. He does bring the occasional cup of tea too.
Tomorrow may be another disease.