Just Nicky

Dead Yoda Is April 23, 2008

Yep, I have killed another Siamese Fighting Fish. I am a serial fish murderer.

As well as that I am sick. Suddenly and really annoyingly sick. One minute last night I was cooking dinner, the next I wasn’t sure whether I was going to throw up, faint or both. My back and neck ache, I get dizzy every time I move and I really can’t face food. It really sucks and it’s most inconvenient.

As Mark said, he can go to work while he’s still ill, but he can’t go to work while I am ill. He’s still pretty unwell, but he did a truly heroic job of kid wrangling on little sleep this morning while I stayed in bed. I honestly don’t know how I would have coped with Finn and Leila if he had gone to work this morning. He’s gone back to bed and Leila is asleep so it’s just Finn and I at the moment, but even so I’ve thought about asking Mark to get up and help.

It’s not that Finn is being particularly naughty. He’s just being a healthy, attention-seeking four year old in a house full of sick people. Even mild noise and excitement is too much today. So the poor kid can do little right.

Looking at the computer and typing is making me ill now. Argh! I might go stare at a wall for a while. They don’t move.