Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

From the BBC television program Waking the Dead, episode "Deathwatch: part 1" (written by Stephen Davis):

Doing better; still weak, still coughing, not needing cough syrup quite as often, and sleeping more than an hour at a time. Hoping this is really the final stage of this ick, since I've already had a couple rounds of "I'm starting to feel better; oh no, I'm worse" already over the past couple of weeks.

Having lynsaurus and Sheepie bring me supplies helped a great deal. (Some overlap, but no waste as a result of the duplication -- though I was startled by the intimidating number of eggs Sheepie left in my fridge when I woke up and saw what she'd brought. I thought the second loaf of bread might be an oops, but I've been craving bread the past few days and toast is pretty easy on the stomach, so that turned out to be a good thing.) I am grateful to both for the help, and hope I infected neither of you.

I don't usually bother with whole oranges, most often dealing with that fruit in the form of juice. Gonna have to remember this for next time: orange slices are a lot less harsh on an already sore throat than gulping OJ is.

At some point I should figure out what the key ingredient in Tic-Tacs is that helps open up my airway (at least in the original flavour and the wintergreen ones).

If I'm up to it, I've got a lot on my plate this week. HCB rehearsal Wednesday, probably a family thing Thursday (though I've not heard anything yet), then performances Friday and Saturday at Darkover. I've been warned that if what I've had really is hamthrax, it'll be a while before I get much stamina back (and given my perpetual spoon-deficit anyhow, that'll likely be true for me even if this has been Ordinary Flu), so I'm rather nervous about trying too hard on the first bits and falling down on the later bits. But first things first ... and first is to see whether the next twenty four hours show as much improvement as the last fifteen or so, or whether this is just another undulation in the symptom roller-coaster that I'm sick and tired of.

So: still breathing, thanks (to a rather significant degree) to medicines brought by dear friends; and hoping to be well enough to perform at Darkover this coming weekend. Wish me luck.

This coming weekend is Darkover. As usual, I'm looking for musicians who'll be there, to play in pick-up bands for the Playford dance (11:00 Saturday morning) and the Regency ball (17:00 Saturday evening). I don't have a set list yet. (I'll post again when I do.)

In other Darkover news: The Homespun Ceilidh Band will be playing for the costume(optional) ball on Friday night, and a concert Saturday at 16:00.