Tuesday. I am ill. In fact I feel terrible. I cancel work for today, which is in fact the next day, which goes to show how crap I am. I move my car so that my partner can go out. I go back to bed. I wake at 2pm, again at 4:30. I have half a bowl of soup and go back to bed till 6:30 pm. I get up and eat some food, take more drugs, and watch The Power of The Dog. Take my meds, draft the blog and go to bed. This is my dormouse approach to illness. Like animals who become ill, they sleep until they are better.