Today I am 39 years old.
And I'm spending it in bed with a hacking cough, headache and a high temperature.
This is so not the plan I had for my birthday.
I wanted to feast on cake, wine, chocolates.
I wanted to go out for a meal and spend the day with my boys.
Instead I'm eating a little bit of lentil soup and drinking hot squash.
I'm watching the boxed set of 30 Rock and trying to stop myself laughing as when I do I set off the worst coughing fits.
My stomach is aching as I've coughed so hard that I think I've strained a muscle.
I'm very grumpy! x