Y2D120 and soft kitty

Been particularly poorly today, so I holed up in bed in the hope that sleep will help. I won’t gross you out with the grisly details. Unfortunately no Sheldon appeared to run me a hot bath, rub Vicks on my chest and sing Soft Kitty, but hopefully I have managed to kick the worst of it and can go back to civilisation tomorrow.


This is obviously not me, but gives you the idea. If I was going to have an out of body experience, I can think of a few better bedrooms to spend it in than my own…