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The Dreaded Lurgy

I just cannot shake this lurgy, it does not appear to be whooping cough now but more the dreaded lurgy of the moment. Every second person at work has it to some degree although it appears that I have been afflicted the most.

As we are short-staffed at work I am forced to go in every day and do my meetings which is not really a good thing as I am then coming home as night falls and the air is at its most crisp. I have to confess that I am over it.

I did not leave the house last weekend at all, Brian is sleeping in another room so he does not get ill, and I am coughing and spluttering and spitting out phlegm like a veritable machine. Now there is an image that will burn itself into your  retina.

I really wanted to be well this weekend as my youngest grandson Zak turns four and we still do not have his birthday present and I want to go to the family barbecue. I suppose if I sit inside I will be OK. There is also a pigeon loft that I am wanting to look at which is arranged for this Sunday, but that might have to wait…..Bugger!

Patience is a virtue!

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Whooping Cough, Over It

Back to the doctor’s today, I have had this chronic cough since before Xmas and I am well and truly over it. I am fine as long as I am in a warm room but as soon as soon as I change rooms cough, cough, bloody cough. I can’t go out at night, I can’t go out if it is cold through the day. Hello, it is winter.

The last couple of days have been particularly bad, I am coughing to the point that I dry wretch, and I have trouble catching my breath, then I get dizzy and my breath is laboured for quite some time afterwards.

In December it was misdiagnosed as asthma, in February it was misdiagnosed as Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease, which actually made the most sense, and then in May it was diagnosed as Whooping Cough. Like most people of my generation I was immunised against this as a child but that only lasts 20-30 years, and I am slightly past that. This is the third time in five years, it’s not fun.

The only relief I have had to date is when I take the steroid Prednisalone but the doctor only puts me on that for a week at a time. I have tried various linctus medications, umpteen puffers of various sorts, and antibiotics. On Saturday I have my second lot of x-rays. Joy!

Things could be very much worse so I am not really complaining just having a whine.

Thoughts of a middle aged man…..24 May 2014

I have to say I have had better weeks, it has not all been bad by any stretch, but it has not been all fun either. I have finally found out what my long-term cough has been, a blood test confirmed Whooping Cough, after months of incorrect diagnosis, after months of being contagious completely unbeknown to me, I am now on the mend. This is the third time I have had Whooping Cough in five years, but at least now I really understand what I am looking for so should I get it again it should not drag on as long. I feel quite guilty though as I have subjected my family to this bug for months, in particular my granddaughter Caitlin who has an immune deficiency.

Brian’s sister Leanne has now returned to Geraldton, she seemed to enjoy her visit, I know Brian and his mother Joan enjoyed having her here. It feels like week’s since we had a home cooked meal as we have eaten out all week, I am really looking forward to our pork chops tonight.

Last night there was a bit of a drama with one of my sons, he told me it was really nothing major it is just something that got out of hand and was taken out of context, I am not so sure. Call it father’s intuition, or maybe I am just a worry wart, but I think there is something wrong and my boy needs a bit of help.

Racing pigeons are now officially on hold until 2015 as Brian and I have decided we want to go to New Zealand in the New Year. I suppose you can’t have your cake and eat it to, particularly if you are diabetic. 🙂

After years of stalling I have now officially bequeathed my old reliable flip phone to that great mobile phone graveyard in the sky, I now have a touch phone. Don’t ask me what sort as I am just about ready to throw it at someone, but I suppose I will get used to it. Brian has a new phone as well so at least I don’t have to listen to him complain about his old  phone any more, not for another few years anyway.