Recovering Slowly At Home.

 
Dreaming with Open Eyes
The Vera, Silvia and Arturo Schwarz Collection of Dada and Surrealist Art from the Israel Museum.

It has been a very long and tiring week, being ill with a respiratory disease, made it very difficult for me to cough and clear my chest.

Tuesday was very worrying after I coughed for hours without shifting anything and it felt like my chest was being ripped to shreds.

Spat out a little bit of blood, which really worried us, Richie phoned the doctor who came right away.

The doctor had already visited us the day before and diagnosed us as having bronchitis and organised antibiotics from the chemists.

When she got here Tuesday afternoon, I had a temperature, the doctor thought that my bronchitis had become pneumonia and decided to send me to hospital,

But funnily enough by the time I got to the hospital and they took my temperature I no longer had fever.

I think that the prolonged coughing and being so congested caused the rise in the temperature, which peaked with the blood.

It looked more than it really was, a tiny bit of blood goes along way and it was very dramatic and scary.

Luckily it only happened the once, which was more than enough for me and for Richie, the OLVG hospital is a good, with excellent staff who checked me out thoroughly.

When they were satisfied that I was not in need of hospital care they let me go home, I felt like kissing the doctor who sent me home.

I am feeling extremely tired and weak now and look forward to this horrid infection getting better.

A Good Game.

Leonora Carrington.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leonora_Carrington

Slept very well last night until the combination of a spasm, a cough and the noisy winching up and emptying of the rubbish containers outside woke me.

Once I am awake there is little chance of sleeping again, especially these days when my arms have so much tension in them.

They literally snap shut and get folded tightly over my chest, the way I try to counteract this is to little by little attempt to hold on to the trapeze over my head.

Once I can hold on I can stretch my arms and once stretched I can do my arm exercises and get Richie to move my legs and do my leg massage.

Both of these are crucial to my routine and important in keeping my circulation going well, the Motomed is the other important means of exercise.

Without these two things Richie would have to inject my legs daily, I choose to do exercises each day, currently I do at least 30 minutes and often more leg exercises and 10 minutes arm exercise.

Yesterday I went down the road with Richie and the happy dogs, even saw Willes, sadly cannot get into the back yard as the ground has subsided considerably.

I was wearing my colourful outfit from Trinidad for the first time since I could not stand up to put it on; Richie put a couple of photos on Face book.

Was very special having Richie put it on me yesterday, glad that no-one wanted it when I tried to give at away recently.

So very glad that Anne did not want it, she thought it was too hippy for her, funny that as it is a very colourful Trinidadian batik.

Hope to sit out on Willes's patio before she moves on the 31 July, we will both miss her enormously; she is a wonderful woman and an outstanding neighbour.

This neighbourhood will notice her absence especially the children and the vulnerable who won't have their advocate close by anymore.

Hope to be able to get to see her new place before the end of summer and sit out with her on her new patio.

The game last night between Spain v Germany was good with Spain dominating and winning very comfortably.

So this Sunday it will be Spain v The Netherlands it is set to be a good game, hope that The Netherlands wins as life around here would be very sweet if the Dutch team were to win.