For many of us, there are dates during the year that remind us of something important that we have lost. For me, there are two such dates. One of these is in February and another in March. My father passed away on Thursday 19th March 2009 following a long period suffering from Parkinsons Disease.
And so, February and March are the most stressful months for me. This means that since 2009, I seem to catch every germ and bug doing the rounds.
This isn’t going to be a post of woe and of how hard done by I am. I mean, this blog is called “Sad Music, Dark Literature and Positive Thoughts 2”. So, we won’t be deviating too far from positive thoughts, right?
I mentioned in my post from only two days ago, that I would explain what had delayed this post from finding its way up here on this site on Sunday. The explanation is that I’ve been feeling quite rough for a couple of weeks and I am now off work on a course of antibiotics.
My trip to and from the hospital out of hours doctor via a taxi and also grabbing my prescription last night have left my wallet twenty five British pounds lighter. I guess that this cannot be helped.
I worked from home on Monday but was not up to even doing that since Tuesday.
Look, I don’t want to moan about every ache and pain that I have – I don’t suffer from the proverbial man flu! However, it became a concern when the cocktail of symptoms that I was suffering from were supplemented by feeling confused and losing my short term memory.
This confusion and memory loss is due to my body diverting resources to fighting the bugs in my body, the doctor reassured me. It’s clearly not important to remember where you have just placed your drink bottle, keys or half-eaten plum.
I want to sign off by telling you all that I am looking after myself with good food.Porridge for breakfast, salad for lunch, fruit for a snack and home cooked food for supper would normally be the ideal guardians of good health.
Sometimes, there are emotions that will try and knock you down whatever you do to stop them. You just have to get ready to pick yourself back up afterwards.