Rattle

Ok, so the lurgy finally defeated me yesterday and I had to leave work early. I searched my cupboard for medicine and found and old bottle of cough syrup. I took one swig and promptly spit it out. It's use by date was 4 years ago (shows you how often I get ill). Had to struggle to the chemist whilst I was freezing my gonads off to get pills and potions. In bed at 9pm and conked out. Had to cancel my blow this weekend as no way can I take a breath without coughing. On a positive note I had a nice e mail from South Australia reference my web site regarding Anxiety and depression. He said I had inspired him to write his own story and thanked me, but I thanked him for having the courage to share and doing his bit to dispel the stigma still attached to this awful illness.