I haven’t had an illness hit me quite like this one has in years. Out for the count, dead to the world and in bed constantly hurting. I’ve spent the past 3 days curled up into a ball in bed because I feel so crap that I whine like a 2 year old when they’re ill.

Don’t get me wrong I’m pretty sure my almost 3 year old handled this illness better than me with less moaning but I have always had a pretty non existent immune system so when I get something bad it literally knocks me cold out and I’m of no use to anyone because I act like a child. I get a fever and I shake. I ache and I cry. I spend a lot of time asleep or contemplating why my body is punishing me so much. I don’t drink a lot and I barely eat.

If it wasn’t for my adoring husband to be I wouldn’t drink or eat anything whilst I was this ill but he keeps checking on me and feeling my forehead to see if I’m feeling any better. He’s a gem because I’m worse than the children when I’m really poorly.

Soo yeah that’s why I’m currently off the radar and ignoring messages and texts and phone calls. I promise it’s not because I don’t like you, I’ve already told all the people I don’t like that my life is sweeter without them so you’re safe. I’m just in bed still feeling sorry for myself and wondering what I did to deserve such an amazing husband to be who hasn’t moaned as such to having to take care of me and the children. He’s just left me to rest in bed and get better as soon as possible. I’m very lucky !! So I will be back soon hopefully really soon with some more chaotic shit for your pleasure. Until then stay awesome my squishies!! ❤️❤️

Terri =(^.^)=


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