I have been ill for just over 3 weeks, it started as soon as we moved into our new place, and other than a couple of good days a week and a half ago (when maybe I rather unwisely decided to go skim boarding on a sandbank part way out to sea, with no wetsuit even though it is properly winter here in Melbourne now), it has been getting progressively worse.(Left, Noelle didn't find May to be quite as warm as I did; Right, Nothing will keep me from the sea)
So last week when I started having real difficulties breathing in the middle of the night Noelle went to get me some more medicine, I was quite surprised at what she came back with as a solution ...

In case it isn't clear enough, yes it does say 'poison' on the side!
Either way, even that didn't sort me out, I had 2 days off last week in case whatever I had was contagious, although despite Victoria having the biggest outbreak of Swine Flu in Australia I was negative for that. So I am now on 3 different steroids to get me breathing properly again, so Noelle has missed her opportunity to poison me in the middle of the night ;p


We dated 300 miles apart until 3 weeks before we got married, but managed to see each other every weekend but one from the time we first met until our wedding. We have spent time apart before, but never for this long (7 weeks being the longest before this with me in the UK and Noelle in the US).









