Chantal has been Proper Poorly, with a chest infection. Last Sunday she called the nursing service that the City Council uses for sickness reporting, and the duty nurse decided that she was suffering from pneumonia and wanted to call an ambulance. Chantal declined the offer, but promised to call a doctor out the following day. The doctor visited and confirmed that Chantal had “an extremely nasty chest infection”, and prescribed an antibiotic, with at least 2 doses to be taken that day – I had to come home from work to collect the prescription and fetch the tablets. Chantal is feeling “better but still poorly”, but she is still coughing like a dedicated smoker, despite not smoking for over 3 years!
I am sleeping in the spare room. We have an arrangement with respect to illness – when Chantal is ill, I am banished to the spare room, and when I am ill I am banished to the spare room. I am content with this – I can have the window wide open irrespective of the outside temperature, and don’t get kicked when I snore
Technically we live in Oaktree House, but sadly the tree had to go.
We now have a thriving Oakstump at the front of the house.
