Pete's Eats

So, spent from Saturday evening ’till Sunday evening feeling worse and worse. Come Sunday evening the world became a blur. Nete is talking to God on the great white telephone enough to make me think she has something going on with him, whilst I am visiting the other bathroom to play my role as Yang to her Ying – if you get my drift.

Katie has had Gastric flu for over a week now and my has she suffered, poor little bugger. Two visits to the doctor, the second prompting a rather quick dash to the local Children’s hospital later and she is, at last, beginning to get back on track. Of course, this is why Nete and I are now going down with the damn virus. Ten days of rather difficult 24-hour baby-comforting is enough to wear anyone down I guess…

Still, work has been a bit ‘on-top’ recently, and my body does rather like manifesting things like this flu in order to force a slow-down it seems. This time, I shall try to make the most of it, and really catch up with some r&r I think.

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