Changes bringing changes
Generally, I would think I am strong
and doing my best to keep healthy. It is however likely that with the change of
environments from Manchester to Cape Town even though winter in Cape Town would
pass for a mild summer at home I became slightly indisposed.
Irritation in the throat and a bit
of a cough, before you knew it, I was completely sapped of energy of verve.
Walking around our apartment, I was shuffling my feet rather than properly
lifting them off the floor; not a good feeling at all.
A nurse without equal
I sicken too easily, and recovery can
be brisk, once I have taken a good rest and slept the apparent fatigue off. I
must commend Brian for his care, I guess he is worried sick seeing me literally
incapacitated and he has seen this quite a few times too.
He rustles up a ginger, honey and
lemon drink which is quite helpful and if he can persuade me to take a vitamin,
it might well be strength to my bones. I hate popping pills apart from the ones
I have been prescribed and for the aches and pains, Paracetamol with codeine gets
to the root of the problem. I am perking up and feeling stronger, I won’t be
doing any domestic chores today.
I put it down to change and the need
to acclimatise taking comfort from stepping out onto the balcony to view Table
Mountain and the beaches of Camps Bay, in one sweeping turn of the head. We
love Cape Town, and this is where we meet to love.
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