I am poorly. Big 'aaahs' please.
I woke up in the middle of the night feeling ropey and then spent the time between 5 am and lunchtime tripping back and for between bed and toilet. I haven't long got up, showered, and put on a clean nightie and I still feel doubtful. Poor me.
You know sometimes you think, 'I could do with a minor illness and spend a day in bed'? (Well, perhaps you don't but I do because I rarely have them.) But I've realised the problem with spending a day in bed when you're ill is that you don't feel well enough to enjoy it.
Oh, I am feeling sorry for myself.