Woeful Wails – When Life Sounds Like a Different Kind of Beach


In March I threw a pity party on the subject of cellulitis.  This was such a resounding failure I have decided to do it again.

Friday early evening saw me galloping merrily up and down steps in between some serious attacks of editing I have had since I last posted.  Friday later evening I was a quivering mass in bed, my teeth playing castanets.  Everyone else in the family has had a virulent strain of flu, so I decided to starve and sleep it off.  Sixty hours of starvation and sleep didn’t help – and on Monday morning the ankle previously infected was showing clear signs of re-infection.  With all the brilliance of a Holmes, I deduced, ‘Oh, so not flu, then.’

Off to fambly doc – who prescribed forty antibiotic pills, each the size of a small boulder, and suggested ten days in hospital.  I accepted the pills but declined the ever-so-not-free bed and board, despite his dire warnings of how serious the condition is.  It calls for regular glugging of pills, applying ointment twice a day, and staying in bed with my foot higher than my head.  I can manage that quite well enough at home, thank you, and in a more tranquil atmosphere (grandkids, dogs and cat notwithstanding) than even a private ward will provide.

Unfortunately I only have access to emails and main blogging functions on my desktop computer.  The laptop I am operating on now has serious issues.  Its steam-powered engine does not respond well to high-octane fuel.

So those of acute observation who may have noticed some apparent de-colonializing now know why.

The good news and the bad – I have a glimpse of sea from my window; when it is a grey day it goes away.  Sky and sea merge invisibly.  Suitable conditions, anyhow, to mark the first anniversary of the death of Son-in-Law.

Sn-in-L inland some three years ago in conditions which must be similar there right now, judging by the nip in the air.

Sn-in-L inland some three years ago in conditions which must be similar up there right now, judging by the current nip in the air.

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Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies.
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37 Responses to Woeful Wails – When Life Sounds Like a Different Kind of Beach

  1. libraschild says:

    catching up… how’s the leg? how does one type with foot higher than head? surely head is lying down then?shame about the old house losing all its character

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    • colonialist says:

      Leg propped up on a stack of pillows, semi-reclining, with laptop on plank across middle … not easy!
      Comforting thought that what we have lost doesn’t exist any more …

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  2. Guy says:

    An amusing post on a serious subject matter. It could have come straight out of Catch-22. There is no NHS in South Africa from the sound of things. Hope you are feeling better soon.

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    • colonialist says:

      There is an equivalent of NHS which should adopt a new motto of, ‘Come in healthy, we will make you sick.’ Standards are dropping daily. So are those in the private, paid, hospitals. It is a no-win.
      Already I am feeling streets better than I think I would be had \I taken the equine-expectoration … er, horse-spittle … route.

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  3. beeblu says:

    Take care, Col. A good dose of laughter is in order. Silly movies prescribed.

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  4. Sending healing thoughts across the sea.

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  5. I do hope you feel better soon. Cellulitis pity parties should be a national event, don’t you agree? A steam powered computer, huh? I like the image.

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  6. thehutts says:

    I can understand your refusal to be hospitalised but wish you lived here where hospitals are free (apart from small charge for food and laundry) clean and highly professional, with capable kind nurses. I do hope you have someone at home who can wait on you hand and foot and keep you cheerful. I also hope that whatever lurgy you have departs, cured, ASAP

    Love,
    ViV

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  7. Tamsin says:

    Hope you feel better soon Col.

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  8. Wishing you a speedy return to normality, Col. Those tablets sound like real magic bullets. Let’s hope so anyway. 🙂 It really doesn’t seem like a whole year has gone by since the passing of your Son-in-Law. Love the photo of him with the snowy background. Do take good care of yourself.

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  9. Grannymar says:

    *Wearing Matron’s hat*… Be VERY careful and take no chances with that leg. I may have mentioned last time that my sister had peripheral cellulitis following a chiropody session. Like you it has returned for another bite at the apple. Her situation is complicated by Chronic Osteomyelitis (it can remain dormont for years) and Chronic lymphocytic leukemia… there seems to be a conection between all three. The cellulitis called for strong antibiotics and leg raising. Other calls on her time may well have interrupted the resting and leg raising.

    Please take good care of yourself… good people are scarce. Healing hugs from the top half of the world!

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  10. Tom Merriman says:

    Rest up good, Col, and get yourself better soon!

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  11. Pussycat44 says:

    Get well soon…….from a chilly Joburg 😉

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  12. disperser says:

    Wishing you a speedy recovery.

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  13. Patrecia (with an E) says:

    far be it of me to nag…but surely doctor would not suggest putting you in hospital unless really necessary , or are the hospitals in SA all empty and he is trying to drum up work for the local A&E. Whatever it is you have does not sound good and although staying at home may be more restful for you I bet that you move about and do things more than you should. Please concentrate on getting better and forget about blogging, we shall still be here when you have recovered. your health is more important.
    Nag finished!

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    • colonialist says:

      Thank you for what, normally, would be very sound advice. Unfortunately, standards have deteriorated to an extent that unless one has procedures requiring expert supervision or special equipment, one is probably better off at home, Too many cases have occurred where people come out of hospital sicker with something else than when they went in.

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  14. newsferret says:

    Sympa from my neck of the woods and keep the strength up.

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  15. calmgrove says:

    Sounds like your wails are fully justified, given the woes you’ve highlighted. Commiserations, Col, and hope your spirits and your health turn their respective corners soon.

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