As thousands of pubs reel in the aftermath of the personal crusade launched by the Tsarina of Leicetser West (she's probably fecked off back to Australia now) to ban smoking, those of us who kept such establishments in business (not the people who answered yes they'd use a pub much more to a focus group and only drank 2 or 3 shandys for the first week or two) before retreating back to their suburban homes, have been castigated to various freezing out posts.
Suffice to say yours truly developed a foul cold on Wednesday, as 'The Nightingale' started to resemble Ice Station Zebra. Not unreasonably I assumed it was this bug that was doing the rounds (even though this seemed a quite severe reaction I was having). If women can have bird flu, then I was quite happy to talk up man flu, and take the stick for it thus.
Anyway, after three days I started to develop a pain in my rear left shoulder, and the dreaded man flu wasn't clearing up (if anything it was getting worse). Now in 1984 I had an identical sympton, the pain eventually showing up in my left lung too, about 48 hours after first appearing in my shoulder. It was duly diagnosed as pneumonia, and led to me being out of commission for about 10 weeks.
urm........ I remember what happened, the Doctor just asked me to inhale and exhale (deep breaths) and immediately sent me off for an x-ray, telling me at the same time what was wrong, what he could see, and explaining that he had to observe procedure, even though he was writing out the prescription. Suffice to say, I have a full length mirror hanging on the bedroom wall and decided to attempt a bit of self diagnosis. Sure enough, the left lung isn't inflating, in stark contrast to the right (it was the same last time) and now I know what I'm looking for, it's pretty impossible not to see it. My recollection is that it takes hold pretty quickly (about 36 - 48 hours) and I was younger and fitter in those days. Suffice to say, I've felt the first signs of lung pain coming on in the last couple of hours, though it's hardly debilitating at the moment, and have decided to drive back north in the next few hours before it gets hold of me and turns me into a shivering wreck incapable of doing jack for themselves like it did previous.
Hopefully if it hasn't spread and I won't need hospitalising, as this time I recognised the symptoms. If I do, I will doubtless catch MRSA (another of Patricia's legacies) and be dead by the time tapes go up in March, which means I'll never have backed the winner of the Arkle.
Merry Christmas
Mrs Hewitt (you bitch)
although she's probably on beach in Oz and needn't worry abouyt inflicting her sanctimonious values on us. Before your ban I wasn't a drain on the health service, now because of it, I will be.
Suffice to say yours truly developed a foul cold on Wednesday, as 'The Nightingale' started to resemble Ice Station Zebra. Not unreasonably I assumed it was this bug that was doing the rounds (even though this seemed a quite severe reaction I was having). If women can have bird flu, then I was quite happy to talk up man flu, and take the stick for it thus.
Anyway, after three days I started to develop a pain in my rear left shoulder, and the dreaded man flu wasn't clearing up (if anything it was getting worse). Now in 1984 I had an identical sympton, the pain eventually showing up in my left lung too, about 48 hours after first appearing in my shoulder. It was duly diagnosed as pneumonia, and led to me being out of commission for about 10 weeks.
urm........ I remember what happened, the Doctor just asked me to inhale and exhale (deep breaths) and immediately sent me off for an x-ray, telling me at the same time what was wrong, what he could see, and explaining that he had to observe procedure, even though he was writing out the prescription. Suffice to say, I have a full length mirror hanging on the bedroom wall and decided to attempt a bit of self diagnosis. Sure enough, the left lung isn't inflating, in stark contrast to the right (it was the same last time) and now I know what I'm looking for, it's pretty impossible not to see it. My recollection is that it takes hold pretty quickly (about 36 - 48 hours) and I was younger and fitter in those days. Suffice to say, I've felt the first signs of lung pain coming on in the last couple of hours, though it's hardly debilitating at the moment, and have decided to drive back north in the next few hours before it gets hold of me and turns me into a shivering wreck incapable of doing jack for themselves like it did previous.
Hopefully if it hasn't spread and I won't need hospitalising, as this time I recognised the symptoms. If I do, I will doubtless catch MRSA (another of Patricia's legacies) and be dead by the time tapes go up in March, which means I'll never have backed the winner of the Arkle.
Merry Christmas
Mrs Hewitt (you bitch)
although she's probably on beach in Oz and needn't worry abouyt inflicting her sanctimonious values on us. Before your ban I wasn't a drain on the health service, now because of it, I will be.
they've all been near on deserted since the ban met the cold weather :xmassnowgrin:
which I found staggering bordering on the unbelievable. I can only assume there's 100's of different strains, and many people contract a version of it (possibly without knowing what they've got) and their immune systems duly fight it off, and they put it down as a bad cold/ flu etc?