I can't be sure whether H has a bad cold with wooziness or a version of flu which allows him to have relatively normal moments before he goes back to the sofa. I explained that with flu you just can't get up, but I think he felt I was downgrading his suffering by calling it a cold.
Anyway, I have prescribed more sofa and less chatting, then he won't be hit with exhaustion and bad coughing in the same way.
He and T had been having a go at me in a teenage sort of way, but then only moments later H needed me to be saintly nursing Mother who completely forgets the previous discussions and just brings towels and medicine and the remote!
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