My throat has been viciously sore for 10 days. At the diabetic nurse's suggestion, I went to the doctor. I've never taken a cold to a doctor before and told him so. He applauded me for this ....... and the applause was all I got. He didn't even look in my throat! So here I sit, coughing up my toenails and waiting, waiting,waiting for nature to take its course.
Maddy has suggested that I go to the beach. That would be about a 10 hour drive, otherwise I would. Dad used to take us on a little red bus to South Melbourne Beach. He stood on the sand and called to us, "Keep swimming. Kick those legs. Don't stand up." When we got out, he rubbed us dry with Mum's roughest towels. Then he bought us hot chips, which we ate on the way home, before getting into bed. I want to be a kid again!!
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