In 2010 I paralleled the British Queen in suffering an annus horribilis of the Belgian variety. Whereas this year I have been a pillar of physical health last year saw me suffering from pneumonia, but this led to clogged-up pipes. Sofie then solved that by giving me some mysterious muti, which in turn led to problems with you-know-where. That became so bad that I ended up in hospital!
Without trying to sound too much like an old man, I also developed an eye problem with visits to the eye surgeon (the problem is that my tear ducts become infected). Luckily this time medication and creams solved the problem, but a year or so before , when I had the same difficulty I made the mistake (it was the day before Xmas) of seeing a retired eye doctor and he said it was a simple exercise to “clean out” (I'll never forget those words!) my infected and blocked tear ducts: without any anaesthetic or so he calmly produced a syringe and plunged it down into my eye, the last thing I saw was his shaking hand. Whew, it was as frightening as the day the elephant chased me at Mana Pools in Zimbabwe! Luckily this year my tear ducts have been working over-time so little fear of any blockages.
And just to round the year off nicely I was stricken with shingles, a nice reminder of my student days when under exam stress I also had shingles.
So far this year has been good, physically, emotionally, well let's see next year.
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