Friday, 1 March 2013

"Nurse..the screens!"

I know I am not a very good patient.
I am like an animal when unwell, in so much as I just want to hide away from everyone.
The flu seems to be lingering ( in actual fact the symptoms only started on Sunday night) and I am finding the constant temperature and headache rather debilitating, especially as Chris is away
I know....I know.
I am just feeling sorry for myself.
Especially as I have just experienced a rather florid dream where I saw myself eaten by my dogs after collapsing on the toilet...!
People have been very sweet, even though I have remained noticeably reclusive. Next door neighbour Mandy asked if I wanted her to lock the birds up for me. A sweet request seeing that she is pathologically frightened of birds. Another neighbour took the dogs off my hands for an hour yesterday and Islwyn called last night with some cough sweets and linctus.... So my fear of being devoured by some unkempt Welsh terriers does seem a faraway fear at the moment.
The ever practical Auntie Gladys walked all the way down to the cottage from High Street and tied a bad of healing warm scones on the front door knob.I was not well enough to go to the Flower Show Meeting on Wednesday and she was worried......
I must be a real pussy
one of the youngest on the committee floored by a bloody virus.


51 comments:

  1. Your flu is temporary.....your friends are not.

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  2. I'm still with an open jaw of horror thinking of the toilet-dog-eating scene. I too have bad nightmares when I'm not feeling well.

    I do hope all will be fairly rosy again, very soon.

    Get well and stay well my international friend.

    Lana from Texas

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  3. Get well soon Sir. If you don't we'll have you swapped out with something healthier. You've been warned.

    ;-)

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    1. Russel Crowe is on stand by as we speak.
      Jane x

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  4. What an horrendous dream -- nasty old flu! And Aunt Gladys is just the sweetest -- I never had anyone leave me scones when I've been sick -- what a treasure. Well, Nurse Gray as you well know, it's plenty of liquids and plenty of sleep. But I think all that love all around you must be the best medicine of all.

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  5. You're fortunate to have so many caring local friends.
    I doubt if your nightmare will come true - - but keep the dogs away when you're on the toilet (just in case...)

    I hope you will recover soon. Another friend from the wilds of Texas, Jon

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  6. Oh, J.G.! What a 'orrible situation! Let's hope you can consign it all to the past quickly.

    Did you get a flu jab before the winter set in? Last November I had my first one in 20 years (on doctor's advice) even though was reluctant as I've never had flu, or even a cold, in all that time. Thankfully I still haven't had a cold this year either, despite the prick (the flu jab I mean, not the doctor!)
    But all that doesn't help you. I'll get busy right now sending positive vibes your way. Speedy mending!

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  7. Bruce the Horse had colic.
    He lay flat-out in his stable rolling his eyes, groaning heaving and grunting and despite not having a raised temperature, nor a sweat, he was so bad I thought an out-of-hours-callout from the vet was definitely necessary.
    The vet looked at him, did the stautory "James Herriott" internal, raised her eyebrows and said "no temperature, no gas, no internal problem. No raised heart rate, no sweat. Looks like a severe case of Man Colic..."

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    1. That's really funny Elaine!

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  8. More healing wishes sent you way. Big ones.

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  9. Hop you get back on your feet soon John. I am sending an ethereal bunch of grapes your way. It sounds like your neighbours are priceless, such a rarety nowadays!

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  10. Your flu induced nightmare was terrifying. Please for goodness sake accept all offers of help and try to get some rest!

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  11. Accept all the offers of help, folk do love to feel needed, and then when it's their turn to be poorly you can done your nurses outfit and return the favour.

    This is the best thing about village life.....people care.

    Hope you're soon feeling better.

    (But I'd lock the bathroom door whenever you go in.....just in case.....)

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  12. Desperate measures are called for...Beechams, Berrocca, and whisky...kill or cure, it's the only way....

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  13. If I could have dreamed up the nightmare you would most likely have, then it couldn't have been better than the one you did have when being eaten by your own dogs whilst sitting on the toilet. My thoughts are with you, but sometimes I wish they were not.

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  14. Can you imagine if all of your blog pals were within driving distance? You would be overrun with good intentions! :). Love is the cure for all...except perhaps being cannibilized by your dogs.

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  15. Your instinct to hide away when you are sick must be something held over from prehistoric cave man times....saving the rest of the herd by keeping the illness away from them. Sounds like you have some kind hearted friends and neighbours John. They'll pull you through.

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  16. Wishing you a quick recovery--Auntie Gladys scones should cure what ails ya!

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  17. You are like a cat! Crawling into a corner and giving up. I am the opposite....give me as much attention to make it feel better! It works John! You are a giver, now start receiving all this needed pampering and take it like a MAN!!

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  18. Head up twill pass, remember what my mother said Monday ! ;)

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  19. What wonderful friends and neighbors! Especially the one who offered to help with the animals she fears the most...you are loved in your village, John.

    Heal quickly.

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  20. Feel better! We don't need a guest post about how you were found, faceless and pants down, in the bathroom.

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  21. I love Libby's comment, "The flu is temporary, your friends are not." So true, especially where you are concerned.

    Next week, at this time, you will be all better. Hang in there.

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  22. Nothing is quite so humbling as being sick, and having friends and neighbors rally round to help. Especially for those of us who are much more comfortable when in the usual position of looking after THEM. Get well soon, but remember, accepting their help is almost as much of a gift to them as it is to you.

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  23. what wonderful friends you have...Gladys especially with those scones...

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  24. Sending you a hug and a virtual bunch of daffs.
    It is St David's Day after all. Jx

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  25. Speaking of bathrooms, do not, at this time, even touch your bathroom bleach bottle! Imagine THAT problem, along with already feeling poorly and dreaming of hungry dogs! Hoping you are soon on the mend and up to your usual routine.

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  26. A few days sunshine is what you need John. Keep warm.

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  27. You still sick? Take it like a man - get into bed and stay there, dang it! Enjoy the pampering and concern.

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  28. Glad to hear your neighbours are helping - you do so much for them

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  29. Dream or nightmare.... I don't think you have to worry about the dogs having you for dinner If you have cats that is who you have to watch !
    While the dogs are in the throws of grief at your passing the cats are wondering where is the dipping sauce and will there be cake ?

    Wonderful friends !

    cheers, parsnip

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  30. You're allowed to feel sorry for yourself--the flu is miserable. Just don't bleach the toilet seat before Chris gets home, m'kay?

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  31. I'm always last to write... but my thoughts still echo those who hope you get better soon. Please... no more bad dreams!

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  32. With dreams like that, I wonder what is in the cough meds! But look at it this way, you aren't a wimp, you are staying home, nobly helping to avoid the spread of the flu. Sounds much better, yes? And kudos to the friends that are offering and helping!

    Cat

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  33. Hope Auntie Glad's warm healing scones do the trick and you're up and running in no time.

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  34. Dydd Gwyl Dewi Sant Hapus!! Happy St David's Day - though not much to be happy about down your neck of the woods by all accounts, you poor love. Get quickly better. Tiger Balm applied to your temples might relieve that headache but it would be much better if your other half was there to mop your fevered brow. Celtic Blessings to you.xxx

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  35. Chin up chuck,plenty of fluids and rest and you will be that spring chicken again---LOL

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  36. Take lots of vitamin C and get better soon.

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  37. Happy st David's day to all
    Still feeling rough...was feeling a bit better earlier too x

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    1. For Cripe's sake - go back to bed!

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  38. nah, dogs will lick you to death, not eat you.

    get well soon! :)

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  39. Hope you feel much better soon.

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  40. bugger the beechams (do they still make them??) I am sending you some good old queensland sun, with a dash of sea air attached. Get better soon.
    Jan Yeppoon

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  41. I will be really mad if you die on us.

    we were just starting to get used to you...XXX

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  42. In my experience, the dogs will leave you alone for the first day or so. Cats, on the other hand...

    Get better!

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  43. I would not put anything past my Welshie. I understand your nightmare.

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  44. Oh, poor puppy. Hope you're feeling better soon. As for the terriers devouring you after you've collapsed on the toilet, don't they have a rule that says, "Don't shit where you eat" or visa versa?

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  45. Keep downing the linctus and hot toddys' keep warm because I don't think there are many empty beds to be had in the hospitals !!

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  46. Hope it passes soon. These new bugs are hanging on much longer than the oldies.

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  47. Thank goodness for good friends. I'm sorry but I did laugh about your dream a bit. I almost felt the urge to draw the scene but thought better of it. Hope you feel better soon. x

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  48. Goodness, I can just see the headline "Famous Welsh blogger devoured by mad dogs. A nation mourns"

    Get well soon, John. Jenny is currently laid low by a similar infection.

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