True colours

Green for the nausea
Blue for the level of pissed-off-edness that I am feeling for another day wiped out by feeling lousy and not being able to function.
It's like I use every ounce of what I have to get through the working week then I crash and burn come Saturday.
I am back to being sick of being sick.

Only consolation is a Netflix marathon of The Killing.

And tea, lots and lots of tea and sticky gingerbread.