On Friday, we went down to the doctors for our annual combined flu and swine flu jab. In hindsight, maybe I should have mentioned to the nurse who administered my jab that I was feeling ‘under the weather’ with a sore throat. As usual I kept Mum. K had hers done first. She always gets in a bit of a state over it and then afterwards always says “Oh that was nothing!” Every year. The nurses always find her hilarious. Later that day, I began to feel ‘off’. One minute I felt cold, the next minute hot.
Sunday, 10 October 2010
I also began to experience some of my ‘funny turns’ that I sometimes get. I can’t explain them I’m afraid or how it feels to anyone, not even my doctor, it just ‘comes over me’ and I have been experiencing them since I had my heart attack, so whether its something to do with that, or the tablets I have to take since I don’t know. All I know is its a most unpleasant feeling and I hate it. I had only just been saying to K how I had not been experiencing any of my ‘funny turns’ of late. Well, all my readers are well aware that as soon as I utter a statement such as that, you can guarantee I then put the ‘muckers’ on it! When will I learn to keep my big mouth shut and say nothing?
So yesterday (Saturday) I was nursed by nurse K, who administered her usual tender loving care, making me ample amount of drinks and pampering me. When she takes over the role of Nurse, she comes and takes your pulse (well pretends to) examines your eyes, mouth etc, and then gives her diagnosis. According to her I had a throat infection, and I should keep warm and have lot’s of fluids. If she owned lot’s of outfits for all the different roles she falls so easily into, she would no doubt don the appropriate one every time to help to get into ‘character.’ A born actress my daughter.
It’s shopping day today, and the caring ‘nurse’ will be no more. A different persona will emerge from the bedroom opposite mine and this one will be demanding that we march down to Tesco’s to do our weekly big shop whether I am feeling at deaths door or not. (Different role takes over on a Sunday morning, the role of hungry mouth to feed! She would in all probability don a Shark outfit for this one if she owned one!) Luckily for me, I am feeling much better thanks to the excellent nursing care I received yesterday.