The many and various ways I pass the time now has a new addition. Usually it involves drinking coffee whilst sitting at a computer keeping in touch with chums, or sipping wine sitting on our tiny terrace catching the sun, and wondering what else I can do to avoid any cleaning or tidying or putting away of stuff and things that aren't even MINE. And now I am going to type this blog. Provided that doesn't become a chore as well, in which case...

Sunday, 28 April 2013

OK, Then, So I Lied...

...I wasn't actually at death's door yesterday.  Well, I know I didn't claim to be on here, so maybe it was mostly in my own feverish mind that I was going through the checklist of symptoms of pneumonia and wondering how close I was to it.

I am not sure if it can have been flu' either, as today I feel far too human, now the pounding headache has gone.  So I must, I suppose, put my hand up to common-or-garden chesty cold, or just possibly bronchitis.  Whatever the hell it is/was it is a doozy, and I cannot remember feeling so laid low by a bug since I caught norovirus in Watford General when I had a hysterectomy in February 2006.

The Husband had this about ten days ago, and took to his bed for a short while.  He also at the time had a very sore shoulder where he dislocated it once back in the days when he did karate, in the dim and distant past when he was young and fit and lithe and supple.  Yeah.  I remember those days as well, when I was young and fit and lithe and supple.  But for both of us those days are twenty of thirty years ago now.  So we are wondering is it that this virus is particularly nasty, or is it that we are now old crocks and can withstand such things so much less well than we would have done even ten years ago.

Whatever it is, I don't want to undergo what I just underwent in the past three days again in a hurry. So next winter we will have the flu jab (in case that is what it was) like I used to do in the days when I was teaching in schools, because the little darlings were filthily buggy and I am moderately asthmatic.  We were both offered it last autumn, but it got overlooked because we were so busy fitting the new kitchen, etc.

Dur!  WRONG!  Do NOT make that silly mistake again, Goldenoldenlady.

It only remains for me to thank my blogdom interlocutors for their kind concern yesterday, and then I can finish typing this and think about actually doing something today to make up for the fact that yesterday was a write-off.  My ribs are still very sore, so coughing and sneezing hurt, but if I stay very still, or move very slowly, it seems so far this morning that I am much less likely to do either.  So it's a sluggish tortoise sort of a Sunday in prospect for me.  

But still so much better than the Saturday which preceded it.  For which relief, much thanks.


  1. There have been some really nasty bugs around this winter, baby Sis, and I'm glad your visitation turned out to be short-lived. I've had the flu jab every year since we got back to Wales 6 years ago, but DH refuses to have it, so I just try to be VERY careful not to catch anything I might pass on to him.

    1. Not so sure this was all that short-lived, really, as I see from my Facebook updates that the throat infection started in earnest on 21 April, and I'd been sniffly and snuffly for a while before that. It was more that I was too busy to be ill earlier in the week, so adrenalin kept it at bay. As soon as I stopped moving, when we got back to Wales on Wednesday, the cough got more serious.

    2. Ah, not being on FB, I hadn't known that you'd had symptoms for so long. In that case, I can see why you're glad to be feeling better at last.

  2. I'm glad things are improving....mother tells me of some nasty bugs which seem to be circulating - and to which she claims to be immune since refusing any 'flu jabs and taking a glass of whisky in the evenings.

    1. Is this the same lady who had hip and knee surgery in her mid-90s, Fly? She has got the handle on The Secret of Life, maybe, if so....

    2. It is.
      She had the flu jab some five years ago and was very ill following it so has refused it ever since.

      From what she tells me of her reaction to jabs of all sorts when she was in the army in wartime I wonder whether she just reacts badly to all jabs...but dare not say so.

  3. Hari OM
    Glad you're on the rise! Fly's mum sounds like she'd be one for the second of those elixir remedies I pointed to yesterday!

    More strength to you my dear. YAM