Rebellion

My body has rebelled this week.  In no uncertain terms, it has thrown the wobbler of a two year old.  I have had two nights of the most horrendous night sweats, whilst being freezing cold and clutching on to a hot water bottle, like a woman clinging on to driftwood in the rapids.  Sore throat, glands up, earache.  When I do manage to sleep, the pain in my left hip and knee wake me and I won't even describe the back.  I feel one hundred and one years of age, and not in a good way.

Next week, I finish the meds I've been taking for my skin.  It's an extremely mild chemo, which can cause joint pain amongst other side effects and while my skin is the best it's ever been and I can't believe six months is up already, I'm wondering if my body is saying; "enough now."

Still, that doesn't explain the night sweats and the sore throat, so I think I have a combination of things going on, including for the first time in my life... hay fever. 

I have gone easy on the exercise this week, just a little gentle toning but even that sends my hip screaming.  I'm eating pretty well but for the weekend, I have stocked up on uber healthy ingredients to try to give myself a boost.  After my usual coffee here, in my usual haunt, I'll be heading for the health food shop on the corner to peruse the supplements.

I should have been seeing a friend tonight, but I've cancelled, or rather postponed until I feel better.  Hopefully won't be postponed for long.

Anyway, I have just rocked up to the counter to get a free refill of filter and the lady and her son in front of me are over from NZ.  So I of course start chatting to her and ask her where she's from.  Turns out she emigrated over to the South Island, from here, around the same time you headed for North.  While you have remained as if you'd never stepped on the plane, (accent wise,) this lady has a nice, hybrid, twang.  I explain that I initially thought she was a Kiwi, how you and hubby have remained accent unchanged, however the kids have adopted a new twang and how I struggled in particular with our gorgeous girl and how I needed an interpreter for a good two years but how it's all good now, and I can understand our conversations... unaided.

Today is supposed to be a scorcher, well, a scorcher by our standards anyway, 26 degrees and so, I'm heading home to do as much housework as the body/heat, will allow.  Later I'll watch a DVD then dose myself up and aim for a good nights sleep.