I was taken ill on Boxing day and since then I have been confined either to bed our to a couch in the library, where I spent several feverish nights sleeping by the fireside.
So far my G.P. has no idea what the problem is in spite of several batteries of tests, the latest of which were done last Wednesday. The virus is cyclical subsiding for a while then building up again until I am as ill as ever, it is very debilitating.
Unable to eat at all for over a week I have for the past three weeks partaken of nothing but rice pudding, jacket potatoes and toast and even that is an effort.
Bouts of fever have left me dehydrated and exhasted as I am unable to sleep for more than half an hour, after which I have to put dry sheets on the bed and change my nightclothes, it's a perishing menace believe me.
Today I have felt a little better and even managed to eat an egg with my toast, there's progress!
meanwhile anti biotics, anti nausia tablets and gallons of water are the order of the day.
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