Today was BAD. I couldn’t stop coughing, it was the hacking, lung on table kind of cough. My poor boss, in the next office, heard every single one!

It’s quite bad, so bad it hurts.

Mum called. She’s feeling better and they wanted to go for dinner to make up for yesterday’s missed tea. It’s a weekday and I’m not feeling well, but what could I say? So we did, and we had a good meal.