The two days couldn’t have been more different. Yesterday I was quiet as I felt rough. Really poorly. You know when you’re achey all over and it’s too much to even move a hand.
Today I woke and my temp was fairly down (37.4), no headache, no feeling of illness. Yippie. I didn’t even sleep that well and before I went to be I made the mistake of looking at bbc news where they said a 13 year old boy with no health conditions had died of corona. I fretted until midnight and my health anxiety drove me to google things I wish I hadn’t.
So it was a pleasant surprise to wake up feeling fine. We made the most of a cold day and my daughter learned how to ride a bike. I’m so proud.