We got there easily, and about twenty minutes early, but they were happy for us to drive straight in to be seen. We didn't have to get out at all - just show them our invitation letters, confirm our names and dates of birth, and be stabbed in the arm. It was the least painful stabbing I've ever had, to the point where I wasn't sure they'd done anything more than touch it against my arm.
Until the side-effects kicked in at about 11pm last night. We'd just gotten Sophia over to sleep (she's also a bit ill, with the latest of a series of colds that she's brought home from nursery and given to the rest of us), and suddenly I started having whole body shivers in a way I'd never had before. It took me a few minutes to work it out, but it turned out that any muscle that I tensed then started vibrating in a really uncomfortable way. Thankfully if I lay still and relaxed all of my muscles it went away (although I still felt very cold), so I took some paracetamol, got into bed, and used the mindfulness I'd learned to totally relax.
I woke up at 3am feeling a bit better, but still shivery. And then at 4:30 feeling weak as a kitten, but no longer shaking. At 6am I heard noises from Sophia's room and went and put her blanket back on her (she didn't actually wake up for this, she was just whimpering on her bed), and then woke up fully around 7:30, just feeling a bit nauseous and icky internally, like I had a nasty cold (but without the blocked or running nose).
An hour later, having been to the bathroom, I felt an awful lot better. And now I still feel a bit off kilter, but not actually *bad*. So we're going to get ourselves ready and go find something fun to do!
(Fingers crossed I don't relapse on the bus)
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