Me this time.
Yesterday, I suddenly came down with a serious bout of aches and pains.
It felt like flu aches; the sort of aches in my stomach, sides, and kidneys that indicate a chill, or kidney infection, or food poisoning. I wasn't having any additional discomfort going to the loo, so I ruled out the kidnesy infection. I couldn't see how I would have caught a chill or the flu...
It got worse as the day progressed. I had a bath to try and relax my muscles. This in istelf was a bit of an achievement as everything hurt too much to actually get *in* the damned bath.
It occurred to me that I might just be dehydrated, I definitely hadn't been drinking a lot over the last few days. I made myself drink a pint of water, and I took a small mug of hot milk to bed.
It was an eventful night. The cats brought in a friend (= "the cats brought in a mouse"). I was pretty sure it was a mouse, but it might have been Izzy having a fit, so I had to get up and investigate. By the time I had shuffled downstairs, it was too late to help.
I woke up, still in pain, at about 5am. Lotti, our loopy chicken, was making a racket, but I couldn't get up to see what was going on.
I dozed on and off until about 7, when I got up to feed the cats and make a cup of tea. I drank another glass of water. This time, I took some Ibuprofen in the hope it would help my muscles relax a bit.
I checked on the chicks, and went back to bed.
At 10am, my phone alarm went off. I got up and got Izzy her cheese and tablet. I made a coffee, and forced myself to eat some toast. I wasn't aching so much, so the Ibuprofen was working or I was getting better. I checked on the chicks, turned the lamp down a bit, went back to bed.
At 12.00 I had a work related phone call. I dealt with that, had another pint of water, checked the chicks. I gave them their fresh water, and a fresh feeder of feed. The Girls needed some more feed too, so I did that. And I got fresh water for them. I was starting to ache again, so I took more Ibuprofen.
Matilda had hidden herself under a kitchen cabinet. I got her out and made her drink, gave her some food. I remembered that she needed a bit of a bath, so I did that too. Then, while I had some chicken water (and I was going to have to Milton the sink anyway), I went out and caught Custard and did her too. She is brick shaped and seems incapable of missing her drawers. She did need doing, so I was glad I did it.
I cleaned up, then refilled the sinks with water and Milton. I'm typing this while I'm waiting for the Milton to work.
Then I'm going back to bed.