Under The Weather

Poor Noi has been suffering with a coruscating sore throat since the back end of last week. It's one of those that strikes with a ticklish nastiness when you are lying down, making a good night's sleep practically impossible. Needless to say, she is not her usual sunny self. Mak has also been rather poorly of late and was out flat when we arrived in Melaka on Friday evening. However, she managed to get herself up and about over the weekend.

In contrast I've been quite disgustingly healthy. I went for a swim on Saturday, and a run on Sunday morning, before driving back to Singapore. I am resigned, however, to the likelihood that whatever has infected Noi's throat is likely to make its presence felt on, or in, my person soon. One of the joys of marriage is getting to share so much - but it can also be one of its miseries.