Cough, hack, splutter etc

"Doctor, last night I dreamed about a giant rotating cockroach that was trying to eat me"
"It's just a nasty bug going around"

I've been a bit poorly this week, knocked sideways by a throaty, chesty thing. It's been somewhat dispiriting; 4 days off work and barely being able to move without coming over all John Hurt.

The strangest thing was having a nap on Tuesday afternoon, then being unable to sleep until midnight on Wednesday, a full 32 hours later. It all felt a bit spaced out at that point.

Thankfully I had Skyrim to see me through. It's an unremittingly addictive game, and surely the biggest ever made. I've been playing compulsively for ages and I've barely started the main plot.