The weather today, as yesterday, is absolutely diabolical. As I look out of the hall window it is pouring with rain, I have a woolly jumper and a cardigan on and am still quite cold and there is no sign of an improvement.
In addition my finger is still giving me some pain. I can see that the antibiotics are working; already the swelling is going down and the inflammation is much less - but sadly the indigestion caused by the antibiotics (to be taken only on an empty stomach) is so awful that I am virtually unable to eat much.
But I did manage a most exquisite lunch. The first tiny, little finger nail sized, broad beans were ready in the garden and so we had
roast salmon, courgettes, broad beans and potatoes with parsley (this season's crop from the garden) sauce and it was to die for. Any minute now I am supposed to take another antibiotic and I am not at all sure I can face it. As Heron said yesterday - try live yoghourt instead (I have some in the fridge). I know you are told to finish any course of antibiotics you start, but really the indigestion is making life very difficult. The farmer reminded me that the last time I took antibiotics was on holiday in Canada once (maybe ten years ago) when they were prescribed but made me feel worse than the infection. In fact I didn't take them and when the farmer caught the bug several days later, he took them - all very unorthodox.
Well the rain continues to pour down, the farmer is digging a drainage channel across the pasture with his new digger which has a good, waterproof cab on it (and a radio), so he is dry and happy no doubt listening to local radio.
Our telephone is back on after two days without a land line (well done BT for prompt action) and at least we live up here and are in our own home rather than up here on holiday, which would be awful (spending all day playing games in a rented cottage costing the earth is not my idea of fun).