Me and Mum are full of Flu, so most of yesterday was spent feeling rough and drinking hot lemon drinks.
Meanwhile, Aunt had a fall and dislocated her wrist, so spent most of the day in A&E type situations, getting X-rays and realigning and other painful sounding things.
Today was supposed to be me and Mum heading back to the doctor's for our annual checkup thing, after last week's Blood Tests, but neither of us are currently capable of walking in a straight line, with this flu walloping our heads in quite a drastic way.
We've cancelled the appointment and will likely reschedule for a week or so.
I'd be slightly worried about possible brain-mechanism issues, if it weren't for the fact that Mum's struggling the same way, and seemingly Aunt is, too as she had the fall.
Really a rough Flu.
I remember me and Mum had a very similar "dizziness flu" a year ago. This seems like it might be a rather evil recurring flu.
If you're been feeling rough in recent weeks, I hope you're feeling better, now. And if you start feeling rough, do yourself a favour and take a couple of days off to recover properly.
This isn't a simple flu. It's flu-plus-plus!
(But don't worry, it's ok, 'cos Mum's got it, too, so this isn't a repeat of that time when I blogged about being full of flu, and the next day I was rushed into hospital with brain-chaos!!)
Very little of this game got done, yesterday!
I still have to animate the cow. Eeek!
[chorus]
The cow is still waiting for his letters to arrive.
Push them over to the edge.
Push them over to the edge.
He's a cow with a pickaxe and he wants to smash them up.
Push them over to the edge.
Push them over to the edge.
[verse]
Grab a letter with your mouse or your stylus or your finger,
Drag it over to the cow, 'cos he's waiting with the axe.
Shuffle all the other letters 'til they form a smaller word.
Then, Smash, Smash, Smash, watch the cow destroy the letter.
(wooo, woo, woo, woo, woooo)
[chorus]
The cow is still waiting for his letters to arrive.
Push them over to the edge.
Push them over to the edge.
He's a cow with a pickaxe and he wants to smash them up.
Push them over to the edge.
Push them over to the edge.
[bridge]
It's a word, so absurd, that you need to smash a bit.
Pick it up, put it down, then the cow will hammer it,
With his axe, see him smash, all the debris will be falling,
To the floor, down below, as you shuffle up the next word.
(Mooo, mooo, moo, moo, moooooo)
[chorus]
The cow is still waiting for his letters to arrive.
Push them over to the edge.
Push them over to the edge.
He's a cow with a pickaxe and he wants to smash them up.
Push them over to the edge.
Push them over to the edge.
"Cartoon Derek standing beside a cow holding a pickaxe in a beautiful farmyard. There are alphabetical letters scattered throughout the field." by Replicate/Flux
Dave: [through intercom] Is that you, Greenie? Not carrying any cakes, are you?
Green: What? No. I'm here to see how the cleanup's going.
Dave: Oh good. Just checking. There's been suspicious cake activity lately.
Green: Right... Are you going to let me in?
[Dave opens the door, wearing what appears to be a makeshift space suit fashioned from cleaning cloths]
Dave: Welcome to the future of interior design!
Green: [sighs] Oh goody.
Dave: The sci-fi wonderland awaits.
Green: Oh no...
[Dave leads Green to his study, throwing open the door dramatically]
Dave: Ta-da!
Green: You've... you've turned the bubble marks into...
Dave: Roundels! Like a Tardis! Used the yellow cloths for the edges, blue for the centres.
Green: You were supposed to clean them off with the cloths, not make them permanent!
Dave: But look - they're perfectly arranged, and each roundel is sturdy enough that I can place a rubber duck into the middle!
Green: Dave, this is your study, not a time machine.
Dave: That's what they said about my cola storage system, but who's laughing now?
Green: I'm not sure anyone's laughing.
[Dave pulls out a tablet]
Dave: I've even catalogued each roundel into this spreadsheet. See? This one's got the rubber duck that I won at the fair.
Green: Why am I not surprised that you've somehow turned this into another way to catalogue things?
Dave: With dates and causes!
Green: I'm getting a headache.
Dave: Want some cola?
[opens one of the roundels to reveal a small fridge]
Green: I'm going to have to stop leaving you alone on Sundays, aren't I..?
[End Credits as Green slowly backs out of the room while Dave explains his roundel classification system]
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