A Plague On Both Our Houses...

 In Norfolk and Manchester. Last week was not a very healthy week for our family. I am not listing all those among my nearest and dearest who have been unwell [some worse than others] and thankfully all are on the road to recovery now, but I should mention that Bob has suffered a pretty dire case of food poisoning, and poor little George has chicken pox

Full marks to Steph, who realised that the produce bags I made her a while ago are ideal for filling with oats, to make a soothing bath for a spotty, itchy child.

We missed the closing sessions of the Baptist Assembly last Sunday, and came home straight after breakfast. Our hosts Peter and Jenny were so kind, and Bob waved goodbye as I manoeuvered the Skoda off their drive and began the long journey home.

From Sunday 15th to Saturday 21st Bob ate no real food, but drank copious amounts of water. His days [and nights] were spent in the bathroom or the bedroom. He slept a lot and had very little energy. We are awaiting the results of the campylobacter test from the GP. 

I had as little contact as possible with other people, and did a lot of gardening, and sewing [and, I admit it, binge-watching Grey's Anatomy* in the evenings as I stitched. I am now at Series 9, and there are 9 more series to go!] I sewed the Postcard Project piece, did some mending and alterations, and worked on my Jubilee Celebration Item. 

I'm happy to report that Bob is much recovered now [but considerably lighter in weight] and when I went off to Church on Sunday morning, he got up and prepared lunch - and we both enjoyed sitting together at the dining table to eat it.

I managed to get the last pack of rehydration medication in Boots. There seems to have been recent runs on the stuff [bad pun, sorry] Bob definitely picked up his bug in Bournemouth [we suspect dodgy chicken from a Japanese noodle place], but two other families at church have had problems this week too. 

Someone suggested that maybe in the early days of lockdown we were all super diligent about hand-washing, but now maybe standards have slipped a little, and the germs are spreading again.

This week I hope we can get back to a regular pattern of sleeping and eating and doing stuff together. The Wedding Weekend is going to be busy!

*I enjoy hospital dramas - but could never have entered the medical profession. My admiration for Florence Nightingale is very great, but I have only sought to emulate her in mathematical activities, not nursing care!