Christmas is coming closer and closer. There have been a few frosty mornings, but not many. On one of these I was involved in a rescue of Mrs Wilson next door, who had slipped on the ice on her path. While trying to help her I slipped on the ice myself and skinned my knee, which was a bit embarrassing! Luckily another neighbour arrived and between the two of us we were able to help her back into her home, thankfully she was only a bit bruised.
However today I was struck by how mild it was when I was out and about. I had an appointment at the New Victoria Hospital in the afternoon about my persistent cough and as I strolled across the car park the breeze seemed almost warm. Having been cleared by ENT and Respiratory clinics, I have been referred to a physiotherapist. He is really positive and is convinced that the problem has been caused many years ago by a virus which affected my intercostal muscles. Strangely enough, I do remember something like this happening in the 1990s, I should have a look through my old diaries. So I have exercises to do which stretch the muscles around my ribs, and I have to gargle with mouthwash and use Vic’s menthol rub and be careful with my posture. I feel cautiously optimistic; it would be so great finally to get rid of this cough. My next appointment is in January.
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