You know you're under the weather when...

... it takes you almost a week to realise you're under the weather.

Actually it's a little more complex than that. I realised I was a little off last Friday, and I was really off in town on Saturday, I couldn't manage to push the chair back to the car - I could manage the level bits, but not the uphill. Chest bug + pushing appears to be a bad combination, but luckily I could still manage to waddle behind.

But it took me until last night, about six days in, to realise that no, I wasn't having a bunch of lazy days, I literally couldn't walk across the room without leaving myself out of breath, and it wasn't so much I was losing myself in relatively low level stuff, as it was all the brain I had. It seems to be a bit better today, but it's definitely taken the wind out of my sails.