To start the weekend by arriving home to see my smiling giggling daughter toddling towards me and having to push her away instead of cuddling her, because I wasn’t sure why I was feeling like shit and thought it best not to pass anything on?
She burst into tears and went to her mom, I went to bed…. (That i think for me that was the worst feeling ever?)
So I spent Saturday in bed feeling ill got up Sunday thought I was OK but spent the day suffering a headache but managed to walk around Shakerley mere which was nice but as a weekend it was wasted and I’m writing this just before I return to work on Monday morning.
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