While I still have a persistent cough, it would seem that loads of people on my complex have been getting the man-flu. And apparently I've been exposed to Measles (and have no record of being immunised - I think it's my age), occupational health are deciding what to do with me. I wonder if that's the cause of the high temperatures I keep running.

Half of the officers on my complex have it, and there is a tiny part of me that hopes it was me that gave it to them - dragging myself into work in order to keep myself from being disciplined by them...

All of which means that I'm only halfway through writing the blogpost for today, so it'll have to wait until tomorrow.

When I'll probably be in quarantine, or a government lab being held because I'm patient zero of a fatal cross between Measles, Man-flu, Bird-flu and TB.

*cough*

*cough*

*splutter*

Can I thank everyone who left a comment on the previous post. I've read every single one of them, even though I haven't had time to reply. I can understand that sometimes it can be difficult to talk about subjects such as these, but keeping them in the dark seldom does anyone any good. I can say that I think I've learned a few things about attempted suicides, as well as confirming my fears that they are often not treated well on psychiatric followup.

I'd like to hope that everyone who wrote about their own experiences gets the help that they need.

I'd also like to hope that one day mental health is taken as 'seriously' as physical disease - sadly I think we are some way off from that.