According to my watch today is Wednesday 21st January 2003. Which is a very interesting date. The other odd think is the way flu seems to be done in fic. I've read a few where the people with it are practically at deaths door for two weeks. Even when I've had it really badly the worst of it only lasts for 5 days, and out of that I think I've only really managed to actually sleep for most of 2 of them. Most of the time I just carry on as usual, just going to bed earlier. But people in these stories take loads of medicines, have their sheets and clothes changed, sleep all the time, don't eat or drink (it may be just me but I can always at the very least manage a couple of pieces of toast a day). And other people worry about whether they're going to get better. Okay in young or old people then maybe it is like that. I'm so tempted to write a sick fic just to prove its really not that bad. And you'd certainly never go to the doctor with flu (too much effort) and anyway, they'd just say keep taking the pills. So I just keep taking the pills.

The picture of Frodo on my previous post is really putting me off now.

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