As someone greater than I once said, reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
Seriously, it’s not meningitis. We thought it was, we went to hospital, it’s not. A qualified doctor said so, despite the symptoms. You should see the antibiotics though. They’re more high-tech than the PC I’m feebly tapping this out on.
I’m a lot better than I was. I will very likely be back in work on Friday, and you don’t get that with meningitis. I can even look at the light now without my eyes trying to shoot out down my nose. The stiff neck has started to shift, and the golf ball-sized gland lumps are decreasing. You can tell the guy with the pine fetish to put his tape measure away.
Not drowning, just waving.
–c.
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OOO - didn’t know you were ill!!
Sounds like you’re over the worst now, but good thoughts coming from Oop North!
May the Rawk be with you!!
it certainly sounds like fun has not been had, get well soon mate.
Paul.
What they said - hope you’re all better!
nick.
Glad to hear you’re ok, Earthman.
Begone, foul lurgy!
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