I’m stuck in bed. Everytime I get out of bed I throw up. Its very frustrating! So I’m listening to Radio 1, where they play basically the same songs every 3 hours and you hear the same plugs. Pretty boring. Feeling ok enough to be on my laptop for a bit, but basically I’ve been snuggling under the duvet and snoozing a little bit. The last time I threw up was about 3.15pm and I used the 5mins of feeling betterness to shower and change into some clean pjs. My sister is poorly too so we’ve been comparing notes!

Here’s the irony…
Yesterday I was chatting to Andy and Joy and said ‘on day 4 of the first week last year I was really ill. Kept throwing up and had to go home’. Then a bit later on I was chatting to Becca, Jack and Ben about illness on tour and being sensible and how you will end up being ill on your days off because you can’t afford to be ill when you’re working.

So Tricia is looking after me, she’s a nurse, making sure I’m drinking lots (apparently real Coca Cola is good, has the right balance of sugar and salt) and forcing me to eat some dry toast.

About time to get a chick flick out i think.

Thank you to the wonderful people who have been texting and ringing me to keep me smiley: Mum, Sarah, Lewis, La Roche, Becca and Keel. You have kept me from going insane! x

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