“This lying by & doing nothing, just resting resting resting has been not only a bodily but a true mental rest, & I would almost have wished my fever had lasted a bit longer”

Sydney was beginning to feel a little better.

Sunday 23 June 1918

Had a rather broken night. 50 officers came in with PVO, which rather created a flutter, & also I had a lot of stupid dreams. In consequence thereof I woke up with a very thick headache and feeling generally a bit peevish but this wore off.

At 6 my temperature was taken again. 98 something or other. Doctor when he saw me said I could get up so I went down to the stores & rescued my kit. Felt more like fainting with weakness but got me up & felt a little stronger each moment although I felt ridiculously peevish & weary. Thus does illness play with one’s fancies.

Lunch downstairs. Didn’t like going down much. My dear old diary, truth to tell, this lying by & doing nothing, just resting resting resting has been not only a bodily but a true mental rest, & I would almost have wished my fever had lasted a bit longer.

Played a game or two at Patience. By the way my bed is No. 11 & I am in ward OI, Rouen.

End of 11th week.

Diary of Sydney Spencer, 1918 (D/EZ177/8/15)

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