Just when I thought it was safe to go back to the water.... and sit down and do a bit of fishing......
I'm ill AGAIN!
The whole house in which I reside is in a state of free-falling illness...... everyone's coughing and spluttering.......
Sleep patterns have gone to the dogs.... one person seems to have gotten a bit better and then someone else gets a bit worse.......
I thought I'd had the bronchial thing.... I'd had the flu..... the abscesses at both ends of the scale........
Now, after approximately two whole days of feeling almost well...... the chronic taste of death in my trachea accompanied with a bucking bronchi that feels like a tongue that's been burned by molten cheese straight from a toasted sandwich.
Hot... cold..... dry, non productive wheezy cough. What joy.
Illness is strange..... eventually when you've been ill for a period of time, you begin to forget what it's like to feel normal. What it's like to go through a day without even noticing how you feel...... the luxury of being able to take your health for granted.
I've not been this run down for bloody years, and if it were just me on my own then I'd be getting worried about it by now.... it's nice to have some sickly company on this particular ride!
The plus side of this is that I've taken to making myself a rather nice Hot Toddy.... and here's my recipe:
(I usually use a nice big tumbler that measures about half a pint - a nice thick walled glass tumbler keeps the heat in best)
Add a good dash of lemon juice... I'm using bottled but I am sure fresh would be much better and I'd try for about a quarter of a lemon's worth.
Add whisky/rum/brandy in desired quantity..... I don't overdo it but I've been using a nice 12 year old Tobermory single malt. Probably a decent single measure.
In a plastic jug I put a teabag and enough water for the drinks I am making..... 1 teabag is usually enough for two glasses if you put enough water in and brew it well.
Pour the steaming hot tea into the glasses to fill them to the top....
Give a gentle stir but not too much..... it's really nice to have a final syrupy mouthful at the end of the glass with the last bit of honey.
And, as Father Jack might say....... Drink!
