Head Cold

Four weeks ago a sore throat at the back of the nose developed and I've had a head cold ever since. At times in the first week I felt quite lacklustre and unenergetic. Since then I've felt OK but for the voluminous quantities of mucous and phlegm produced at the back of the nose and I do much blowing out of great gobs of gluey muck. I'm tiring of it. I can't recall ever having a head cold last four weeks before.

Since my fruitless trip to Nunawading last Wednesday to meet the removalist who didn't show I've carried my mobile phone everywhere, not normal for me, waiting for them to call. The call came at 3.30pm today (yesterday) and I was there at 5.00 to open the door. I'm so glad that's off my case.

After ringing around this morning trying to find out when it was happening, unsuccessfully, I went to my friend Pat's to cut up a large limb that split off a flowering gum a while ago. Pat's husband Mal finished work about last May but he's gone back to help the engineering firm and is currently in Brazil working at a mine somewhere a long way from anywhere.

It rained on and off. It's cold now too. After Pat's I went to Sue Jarvis's place to pick green and copper beech. Sue and husband Ian have a nine acre garden, a veritable arboretum that is stunning to see and looking sensational now. It's amazing what they have created and I must get some photos to post one of these days.

Tomorrow I have booked in to give blood at the Red Cross mobile service at Upwey at 5.10pm. I have felt inclined to give blood for years and finally I rang to enquire after seeing the request in an email receipt for some raffle tickets I bought over the phone. I guess they test my blood first. they asked a lot of questions on the phone. If I feel good about the experience I'll try to donate blood regularly.

I can hear rain on the roof. I'll take my head cold to bed.