I strove, and succeeded, to finalise the action plan as agreed during the first hours of Maundy Thursday. My flue filled body was doing OK, but only thanks to the asprins I have put in it in the early hours of the morning. Great little white rascals.

Just before lunch I surrended and put myself in the couch were I stayed the whole afternoon. Then I realised, the virus in my body had turned me into a bilogical weapon. I could have successfully been used in any war and kill ANYTHING in my way. I was so ill! I was certain that I, at some point, went over the boarder to the other world, but my shivering body, which was acctually generating cold from its mere bones, drew me back to the helpless reality of sickness and pain. At 6.00 pm I went to bed and slept to 10.30 pm. Then Tobias forced me to get up and get something to eat. My head was pounding and I could not swallow I was in such pain!!!

On Friday, the good one, I was 200% better, although somewhat heavy in my head and still a soar throat.

On Saturday we went candy searching, the Easter bunny  had left candy all the garden. Yumy!

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