Whinge whine

Not very well the last couple of days. Evening before last I felt pretty rotten, my head started really aching and pounding, which wasn't fun. As the evening wore on, my temperature rose to 38, which meant that I was meant to ring in to the hospital and see if I should go in for some demestos strength IV anti-biotics. I was naughty and didn't. I felt rough, but wasn't ready for that.
I went to bed and didn't sleep too well. The withdrawl from steroids (at least I reckon that's what it was), kept me needing to get up to go to the toilet and then to keep drinking more water (good combo).
I woke up next morning and felt a lot better. My temperature was normal but I felt totally knackered (due to not sleeping much, I guess), so didn't do much in the day, appart from try to get some more sleep (thwarted by someone outside who was doing something with a chainsaw from 10.00 till 2. If I found out who, I might be inclined to return the favour!)

Anyway, whinge over. I feel improved again now. Yay!