Symptoms: Fever, sore throat, severe fatigue, swollen glands

Diagnosis A: Tonsilitis

Diagnosis B: Glandular Fever aka mono/kissing disease. (Peeps keep telling me I have a problem with all the kissing and the boys but I'm not ready to admit just yet)

Treatment A: Penicillin, the mother of all antibiotics. Props to Flemings.

Treatment B: NONE, its a friggin virus.

As I lie on the sofa in rage, contemplating 4-6 weeks of discomfort and social arrest, I have to wonder whats round the next bend on life's path? Probably a big double decker bus with no brakes.

4 sofa-happy days later, I have re-discovered 2 greatnesses of the past. First is Mr Robbie Williams and sing when you're winning. Arrogant moron but amazing record. Second is Jesse Spencer aka Billy Kennedy. I crushed out on this dude so bad back in the day when Neighbours was the australian soap of choice so imagine the nostalgia when I started watching House this week as a distraction to the rage outbursts and find him there. Dr Rob Chase. Hot accent, great hair, pretty face and a white lab coat.

Cue dreamy music and Scrubs-like day dream.....