Norovirus!

I have a good immune system right now. 

Being spritzed each week by secondary pupils with a fresh instalment of seasonal germs has worked wonders for my resilience.  So I have listened to the news of climbing rates of flu, Covid, RSV and norovirus as if they were purely hypothetical.

Then yesterday I was felled.  Probably by norovirus.

One’s first emotion is curiosity – where did I get this from?  One begins a pointless rehearsal of one’s movements over the past three days…and reaches no conclusion.

As the condition continues on and one is still unable to rise from bed, the next feeling is anger.  What a waste of a day – I had plans, dammit.

Finally, realising that what one has is Something Nasty, the planning process starts.

I’ll have to teach on Zoom tomorrow.  What about the following day?  Surely I’ll be okay for the school trip on Thursday and the outing with my girlfriends on Friday?

To look on the bright side, it’s probably quite salutary to be properly ill once in a while (although clearly not too often).  It helps to get things like The Common Cold in proportion.  

And that’s it, really.  I can’t think of any more ways to make norovirus (or whatever I had) seem upbeat!

 Photo:  I really didn't want to include a photo of me with norovirus, so this is something interesting happening at St Albans Cathedral.