Something about deciding to go to the doctor sent me over the edge. I was coping, not feeling great but coping. Yesterday and today I have felt really, really, really sick. Every muscle in my body aches and my skin feels as if some gnomes have been creeping into my bed at night and rubbing me down with sandpaper. (Sophie? have you been playing with daddy’s tool box?) If I didn’t have the two wee ones to watch over I’d have spent the day in bed. And the antibiotics seem to be upsetting my digestive system as well.