Saturday, May 17, 2003

 

Day 24. Cricklade Wilts. Sunday 18 May 2003. Unfortunately still Sick

I awoke this morning from a deep all night sleep, my face was wet and the pillowslip soaking from the discharge from my nose. I took 2 Paracetamol tablets hoping it would deaden the itch in my nose and the sneezing, in a while I found it had helped greatly.

At lunchtime I dragged myself out for a long walk and went completely round the water meadow and up and around the nearby housing estate not far from the Priory. I just got back before the heavy rain showers came. I made a mental note to tell Vicky and Ian that the gutter was overflowing... apparently they were aware of the situation I learnt later.

In the afternoon I started to sneeze again. I should have taken more Paracetamol tablets but I didn't. My thought was to conserve them, they were available only on prescription. I may need them again. The little pink ones, they were stronger still, I had the same thought in mind for them too.

Vicky arrived home at just turned 8 p.m. full of news. It was good to think of something else other than my immediate problem. She had lost a muffler clip on the M4 motorway on the way to Usk and the AA came and made a temporary repair. The M4 traffic was thick on the way down with the Cup Final traffic. Many,many buses as well as cars. I was glad to hear her mother Doreen is recovering from a leg operation, was progressing well and due out of hospital on Tuesday. A get well card had arrived from Gillian.

A Paris phone call came in, it was Ian then Pat from a Greek restaurant in the Latin Quarter. The background noise was loud and everyone seemed to be letting their hair down. It was good to hear from them.

posted by OldEric 11:49 am