I should have entitled this "Call Me Jonah Part 2" because my life has become so bizarre I don't recognise it as mine anymore.
I have been laid low by my allergy to pine pollen because I didn't buy the medicine in advance..it's a little bit like Christmas; it happens every year but I'm never prepared.
So this story is yet another illustration of the same theme..
My mother in law lost a filling from a tooth and because life's busy and there's never enough time and it wasn't hurting anyway; you know how it is..she didn't get round to having it fixed till the poison from the abscess migrated to her throat and she ended up in intensive care. (And that's why I haven't posted for awhile).
The moral of the story is that we must look after ourselves with the same care that we lavish on our partners, children, parents and friends. If it had been my child, for instance, who had the allergies we'd have been having treatment long before the pollen appeared.
And the second moral is that when life keeps kicking your feet out from beneath you: go out to lunch. That's what I did. And it was great.