I'm the grown up

A late start to the day this morning. Nothing could entice me out of bed until nearly 11am and then I had to have a shower to kick start me into the day, as I really felt that I was running on empty.
I had hoped when I called mother that she would say to give going out for a meal a miss today, but no such luck. Actually I really wished we had because, as the meal went on she too was wilting in front of my very eyes. In fact by the time the dessert came, she looked like she could fall asleep head first into her fruit salad, but then she went ahead and ordered a pot of tea too to follow.
It's very hard when the mother /daughter/ in charge roles are reversed, as in the car she kept coughing without putting her hand over her mouth and I really didn't want to catch anything that I suspected she was going down with. It felt so condescending of me having to tell my mother to cover her mouth, but we were sitting in a little box and as she had already began to lose her voice by the time the bill came, I felt that I was right to be slightly concerned for both our healths.
Forgive me mother, I hate being bossy.
I got home and cleared my chest and felt a hell of a lot better for it, as by jingo there was a lot of junk down there, so no wonder I was finding the going tough. I felt so much better that I felt up to going to the cinema to see the King's Speech' in the evening without putting anyone at risk. A really moving, but humorous film and highly recommendable.
I still feel a bit out of sorts, but hopefully the double brandy will put me to rights. I'm sure I am fighting something off as I've had so many people around me with rotten colds, it will be a miracle to escape. Fingers crossed whatever it is either passes quickly or waits till after Natalie's 30th birthday celebrations at the end of the month and I hope mother gets over hers quickly too.

Lots of love Debbie x