Making plans in all very good but we shouldn’t forget that life is always ready to give you a big, unexpected reality check.
Back in October, when I last posted, I was doing quite well. My friend John and his lovely girlfriend Claudia were coming the first weekend of November to spend a few days in the UK. After that, I would have more or less 3 weeks to finish organizing myself and my home before I disappeared into work for the big Christmas rush.
The Christmas period, at work, is always very busy: 15 hour days are not uncommon, days off…are, and you run around like a headless chicken. It is also quite fun, if exhausting, and not only do you earn a lot of money (I am paid by the hour) but most customers get into the Christmas spirit and tip very well.
I love it!
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned.
Mid-November I suddenly felt very ill. At first, I though I had caught a bug of some sort and tried to work through it. As the days passed, instead of getting better I was getting steadily worse to the point that my boss forced me to call my doctor. I went the following day and I was diagnosed with double pneumonia! I had also developed pleurisy on one side.
I am lucky in that I responded very well to the antibiotics and avoided having to go to hospital but I did spend the first 3 weeks in bed, sleeping so much that even the cat was impressed. I am slowly doing a little bit more every day but it does take a long time to get better. The fact that the infection is still not completely gone and that I still have fluid at the bottom of both lungs make things a bit harder but my doctor thinks that now that the worst is passed, it is better to let my immune system do the rest of the work. I am a fairly healthy person so being so ill has really shaken me. I have been off work since then and I am hoping to be able to go back part-time mid-January.
The silver lining is that I have quit smoking!