Magical Mystery Tour

The best laid schemes o' mice an men
Gang aft agley
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain
For promis'd joy!

- Robert Burns

By rights I ought to be regaling you with news of my freshly lifted oca tubers, radiantly diverse in colour and form. I ought to have weighed each variety and drawn some conclusions about yields, tuber size and perhaps, done a taste trial.

Just as I was about to embark on all of this, I started to develop an annoying dry cough and found it hard to sleep at night due to an elevated temperature. Flu, I thought and took to my bed with plenty of cups of honey and lemon to keep me hydrated. Batten down the hatches and weather the storm - that's my usual response to these sorts of illnesses. After about a week, I was still unable to sleep at night and found myself becoming confused and disorientated. We called the doctor out and he took my temperature and blood pressure and then did an oxygen saturation test using a finger monitor. The next thing I knew, I had an oxygen mask on my face and was in the back of an ambulance on a midnight run to hospital. In addition to oxygen, I was put on a drip and given loads of antibiotics intravenously. The diagnosis was pneumonia, not flu. I've now been out of hospital for a week, but the process of recovery is taking a lot longer than I was expecting, so bear with me if posts are a bit sparse for a while.


Catofstripes said…
hope you're feeling better now, and get well soon.
orrflo said…
Take care and don't rush things, you'll recover quicker if you listen to your body,
Mybighair said…
Just look after yourself, everything else can wait.

Take care.
Jeremy said…
Crikey. Glad you're out now and on the mend. But don't take Big Hair too seriously. Your tubers and your readers need you.
Mybighair said…
"Your tubers and your readers need you."

True that's why I want him to look after himself.
CarpeDiem said…
Best wishes also from me.