I’m athsmatic. It’s only slight, but it’s enough to be annoying, depending on the season and the generosity of sick family members.
So with the change of job this year, I thought I’d better get jabbed with this year’s strain of fluvax. New kids at the new school equals new germs, and all that.
So it surprised me when, three days ago, I got sick. I’d just been congratulating myself on an illness-free year! (Whoops. Pride before a fall and all that… wonder when I’ll learn…) It’s November. Summer’s just two weeks away. And I’m the proud owner of a headcold, courtesy my lovely family!
It started as a sore throat. I’d forgotten just how painful a sore throat could be. It’d been probably at least 18 months since my last one.
Enter Hubby with his juicer. He juices daily, two litres at least, a mixture of oranges, lemons and the occasional grapefruit.
And that, combined with Codral, Panadol, and chicken soup, has knocked this on the head. Mostly.
I even managed to make it to the gym over the weekend! Not strenuous workouts, to be sure, but some activity at least.
And that’s made me feel even better. All those endorphins whizzing around and smashing into each other, having a massive party inside my body. What a wonderful thought!
So. Illness, begone. It’s two weeks til holidays, and I do NOT want you gatecrashing my free time!
How about you, dear Reader? How’s your health been this year?
And have a great week!