So close to ending consecutive blips

If yesterday was a washout, today was worse. Raging sore throat and a hacking chesty cough. We were meant to travel south today but there was no way that could happen.

Nights have been so restless. I suffered from strange, recurring hallucinatory dreams, something I often get when I'm ill like this. One dream was endlessly carving turkey and posting photos on FaceBook. Last night it was have trays of good and produce delivered. Just when one delivery had been cleared another one took its place.