Sniffle, sniffle?
I made it back to work on Monday and I've been shattered ever since. The routine is go to work, leave work about half and hour, hour earlier than usual, get back home and then sleep for a few hours. Sometime after midnight, I wake up and eat. Crazy life, eh? But I'm getting some work done and that's important. And there are others I work with , who are worse off. My boss was diagnosed with diabetes while I was away- he had been concerned that he had lost 2 stones in 2 months, and voila!- it is explained.