So….on Thursday I woke up and thought “yippee, I am better”
Went off happily to work.
Even stopped on the way to take the above photo.
In the afternoon I went off to the airport and collected Mex.
He was so happy to be home.
On Friday morning I woke up and thought WTF?
The tummy bug was back.
And he brought all his friends and family.
Nausea, problem tummy and aching joints.
Oh yes…and cold sweats.
I went off to work unhappily.
And came home in the afternoon.
Mex was very good to me.
Though I DID hear him mutter that he thinks I am allergic to him.
By yesterday the bug had migrated to my kidneys.
I decided NOT to go and see sexy Doc.
Hell I have used up most of my medical aid already.
So I am dosing myself with massive doses of Cranberry juice.
And loads of honey.
I am feeling marginally better this morning.
In fact I intend dragging myself off to the beach just now.
I NEED my beach.
So does Jasmine.
I phoned Wendy yesterday.
Just for a chat.
Which was just as well.
She arrives this afternoon.
And I thought it was next week.
I am so happy she is coming.
Which is selfish.
I am not the one who has to have the chemo.
Later today I must try to do the accepting of award thingy.
Because I promised Souldipper.
Now Sonel has given me one too.
I see on hers I have to mention things about me from a to z.
Anyway,watch this space.
The guinea fowl are making a racket.
The sun is coming up.
The wind hasn’t woken yet.
The beach is calling.
I will be back.
As we were leaving Jasmine came up from the dunes.
With a breadroll in her mouth.
Now I know very few people read the blogs on a Sunday.
So I could be just chatting away to myself.
But that’s ok too.
Have a great day everyone.