(March 2009)
Sick again. It has not been a good year for my lungs; they have been through a lot and have been complete utter bastards to me this year. It’s Easter, 4 days off in a row and I have pleurisy. How do I know this is an old man disease- well my dad had it not long ago and he said that my symptoms sounded pretty much like his earlier on in the year. Bugger. Pleurisy is chest pain beyond pain, constant, crushing and debilitating. And I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.
I had so many grand plans for these days off too. It sucks. The one little bright spark in all of this was my wonderful next door neighbour Ali. He woke me up on Easter Sunday with a hot cross bun and a cup of tea. Just what I needed. It did cheer me up marginally (as breakfast in bed at midday will do). After this we went to Wollaton Park to the mind, body and spirit festival and he looked all over the place at the crystal stores to find out which rock was the best for chest pains and then bought me one. Rose quartz- good for pleurisy apparently. I don’t believe in crystal healing at all- hippy mumbo jumbo- but it was really nice and it is the first, but hopefully not the last time, a guy has bought me a rock.
So back to bed for more misery and pain.....and maybe another cup of tea.