When I went to the office yesterday morning I felt fine, although I felt the need for a toilet visit. However shortly after I realised that I wasn't up to much, and mostly just took it very easy, until about 11 when I suddenly had to be sick into the dustbin in my office!
At this point I got Tomas to drive me home and I have felt like death warmed up. I went to bed and am only now 24 hours later beginning to feel human again.
I think I must have what's called here 'Vinter kräksjuka' (~winter vomiting sickness). This is exactly what Margaret had earlier in the week, although she didn't actually through up.
I had to cancel my English last night, and have told them that I'm not going to orchestra tonight either.
We suspect that the source of infection is probably young Victor. I called in to see him and Johnnie on Tuesday evening to deliver their router which they'd left here. Their house is coming on very nicely now, and Victor got his first bath in the new bathroom while I was there!
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