It took a matter of minutes for the caring colleagues to inform me to get out of their presence this morning. Wrapping hankies over their mouths (including her what gave shared this bug with me in the first place) fingers pointed towards the door and nursing care was not offered.
As the doors were opened and people were arriving I had to deal with them all the while avoiding the glares from several pairs of eyes. Having dealt efficiently with the visitors without dying in front of them orders were again despatched in my direction from several women now dressed in NHS supplied protective gear.
For years we had stuff such as this poured down our throats in the pretence that it would ease discomfort, lies all lies. Today the doctors suggest just drink plenty and this not only eases the cough it saves you money, they are right, but nothing stops the blasted thing, nothing!
Anyway having been pointed in the direction of the funeral parlour I took the hint and made for home. I must say I was rather glad about that and have tomorrow off before returning on Thursday.
Unless still barred that is...