August 17th

The day started off magically...

More cocktails with our crocheting, savvy in the sun.  Lounging by the pool and devouring our books.

But something shifted in me by mid afternoon.  A cough that came on in the morning got progressively worse... stomach gripes... fever... body aches... lethargy... zero appetite.  Which was the thing that bothered me the most to be honest.  We had the seven course degustation dinner on the beach booked for tonight.  I could barely get off the bed at half five - let alone raise an appetite for seven courses of food.

Because I had (briefly) entertained the thought of a digestive cleanse for this time away, I had packed the In Liven.  I am incredibly grateful that I did.  My beloved kept the green shots coming and I could literally feel the gorgeous probiotics fighting the good fight in my gut.  I had waves of feeling stronger followed by waves of dissolving into the sheets.  Ever grateful for room service, in-house movies and a patient beloved happy to provide his lap as my pillow during my convalesce.  

May 30th

Today, I admitted defeat and relinquished myself to the healing powers of convalesce - uninterrupted by the hindrances of my delight in constant activity.

I planned a sleep in.

Forgot the plumber was arriving at 8am.

Got up to let the plumber in (to reseat our sink, which, despite this being the fifth sink, has never managed to sit flush with the bench.  Fifth time's a charm!).

Tried to go back to sleep and decided to get up to be available in the event the plumbers needed to question me on anything (they didn't.)

Indulged in the pleasure of my sister's company via Skype for two and a half hours as I simultaneously crafted a couple of hats to be gifted (while resting on the sofa, under a blanket, remaining hydrated, so it counts). 

 Spent some time amongst my on line community (again, see comment in parentheses above).

Hats for Georgia and K

Felt weary, so closed my eyes.

Awoke three hours later(!!) to the phone ringing.  Donna from The Leader Newspaper calling to learn more about sewing cloth pads for Cambodia and Sheree's planned visit (have you met Sheree?).

I emailed through some info, so we'll see what comes of that!  Could be exciting.

So here I am.  Still on the sofa, under a blanket, this time in need of more hydration.

The head - oh how it pounds!

The man is out enjoying a testosterone shot.  I'm looking forward to his return.

In the meantime, I will make myself some more Thai-inspired pumpkin, garlic and chilli soup and get started on my next crocheting gift (while resting on the sofa, under a blanket, remaining hydrated).