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Back from Paris & suffering with the flu - Again

We got back last night from our trip to Paris. I'm exhausted, but can't complain because it was a wonderful trip. It was the best birthday I have ever had - just surreal.
I dropped the film off a little while ago and will be picking it up later, but I'm not sure if I'll post any today because I'm not feeling well. I had the flu for nearly three weeks in early January. I gave it to Wayne and he's had it the last week or so and now, has given it back to me. The good news is, it didn't really set in full force until this morning, so I was fine for Paris. I can't say the same for my my poor husband. He struggled with it while we were there (although he got through the worst of it earlier in the week). It didn't hold him back though. He put on a brave face and suffered through for me without ever complaining
Anyway, I'll write all about our trip and post some photos later today or tomorrow (depending on how I feel). If I don't post by the end of the day tomorrow then you'll know that I'm down with the flu.
I'm going to make myself some homemade chicken soup. maybe it will help...

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suzer said…
poor thing...get you some berocca and echinacea tea!
2:08 PM
Erren said…
Thanks Suz - get me some what and some what?? Do I need to get Wayne to translate?? =)
4:05 PM
suzer said…
berrocca, or berocca (?) is sold at boots and is an effervescent mutivitamin that will kick the cold out of you. echinacea is an herb that will do much the same, although both are best taken at first signs of a cold.
11:28 AM
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