A humorous look at bodily ills and daily woes, and tips from someone who has suffered everything from arthritis to athlete's foot.
Friday, 8 January 2010
Battling in the front line!
Mr Grumpy (and most of his friends) have had the most ghastly cold all over Christmas. It's the one that ends up with the horrible chesty cough that wakes you up all night. You know the one. I's the one that sends you rushing to buy super-glooper Tena Lady pads.
So far I have managed not to catch it, but today I awoke with earache, headache, sore throat and am now going hot and cold. So I am staging a last ditch attempt to beat the bacteria army by swigging soluble Vitamin C 1000mg and taking L-Lysine capsules. This combo is courtesy of my old friend and neighbour Dr John Briffa, who recommended it as a way of giving one's immune system a quick, effective boost if ever you felt you were getting a cold sore (or herpes of any type, even the unmentionable) and it works for colds too. Well, usually. We'll see. I hope it will as I can't skate down to the chemist's for the Tena Lady at the moment and it's just started snowing again.
On another subject, I went shopping for slippers at both my local shopping centres and there wasn't a size 6 to be had. Presumably this popular size was widely bought as Xmas presents. So I went on line and found the most amazing cheap website. It's www.wynsors.com and from them I purchased black ones with a glittery pink design, and the leopard print bootees you see in the photo. At £3 and £5 apiece, I consider them amazing value. I ordered them last Sunday and they arrived today. Fantastic, considering they have come all the way from Lancashire in the ice and snow. So my feet are warm and toasty now and I have chucked out my previous two pairs, the soles of which were flapping and highly dangerous on our wooden stairs. Just imagine the scene in A&E. Rows of people who have broken legs by slipping on ice, and me. "How did the accident happen?" "Well, I was coming downstairs in my slippers..." I'd feel such an idiot. At least it would have been better if I'd tripped over the cat. (Though maybe Flad wouldn't have enjoyed it...)
Now that I've tempted Fate, I'd better b***** off!