So my brother being super sick last week should have been foretelling in how I were to spend this week. Saturday is me ‘hmmm I think I might be getting sick but it could be my imagination…’. Lets skip to Tuesday and I stayed at home today ‘cos I was feeling slightly worse for wear, plus in the interest of public safety and what not it was probably better for me to stay at home. But it didn’t make me feel any better if not slightly worse… and it kind of sucks that I can’t taste anything I eat.