Extra sneezing, extra sinus stuffiness, extra headaches. I put it down to hayfever, because I don't get sick, do I?
Besides, everyone knows this has been a really bad hayfever season this year.
It's on the TV news at least once a week, with daily pollen counts and warnings of north-easterly winds given with the weather report. Today's warning is for high pollens AND a north-east wind. Double trouble!
(The north east winds bring the pollens from the grasses in the hot centre of Australia down into the city, this is bad news for us sufferers.)
Plus, the huge white cedar tree is now blooming profusely and choking up my chest as I walk past it every day on my way to the bus stop.
I must take a photo of that tree, it's so petty right now. Here's what's really happening.......
I'd completely forgotten that I'd worked next to a girl suffering from a cold last Friday. (My day off, why did I agree to work?? Why? Why?)
She'd come in, as I had, to fill in for someone else who was too ill to work.
I woke up on Saturday with aching muscles in places where I didn't even know I had muscles.
I could barely move and stood under a hot shower easing the aches, then went back to bed.
I'd been coughing as well, with a sore throat too, but decided that must be from the cedar tree pollens. Or from breathing in some Baygon fumes as I sprayed the door and window frames.
Definitely going to wear a mask the next time I spray!
I doubled the hayfever medication, but it didn't help much.
Yesterday morning, I went to work, not feeling all that well, but it's only hayfever, right?
Once there, I spoke with a friend, J, who had similar symptoms. We discussed these, noting the sore throat, the "run-over-by-a-truck-aches", the fever and sweating.
She then mentioned others who had the same and that "it" was going around.
Well, knock me over with a feather!
I'd caught a cold! Again!
Halfway through my shift, I felt worse, and wanted to go home, but with others also working while under the weather, I decided the harm was already done, the germs had been spread, I might as well keep going. I'm using my hand sanitiser after each cough and nose-blow, hoping to minimise the passing on of my germs.
This particular cold appears to be highly contagious, if only more people would remember the old "catch, cover and wash" routine. Catch the sneeze (tissues), cover the mouth when coughing, wash hands frequently with soap and water (or use sanitiser). Everywhere now, there are people openly sneezing, coughing, spitting, into the air, onto other people.
Maybe they don't realise they have a cold?
On my way home, I stopped at the chemist and bought some cold+flu medication, which I'm now taking.
This morning, I'm feeling much clearer in the head and the coughing has eased a lot, so I'm off to work again.
No colds for years. Many, many years. Now I've had three, just this year alone.
I may start wearing a Michael Jackson style face mask.....
The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to me somewhere in your post
3. leave me a comment so that I know you've joined us, and we can hop over to see what you've posted.
I usually have a theme to my Sunday Selections and this week I have more photos of the gardens surrounding the flats I live in.
Three potted Cyclamens for Andrew, who sadly had to part with his own Cyclamen recently.
Daisies for everyone!
Have you ever looked closely at a daisy centre? Enlarge that last one and see the tiny rings of flowerets within the larger petals.
Another one of the rose beds, this one is now in full bloom.
One of many paths bordered by flowers and trees.
These last four are views of a pretty cottage style garden that flows from the flat right down to the footpath.
Many years ago, when they were first released, I bought the boxed CD set of Beatles albums.
Years later, after noticing that my youngest son J was borrowing them quite often, I gave the set to him.
He took the box to work with him, but just recently I asked to borrow it, so here it is, in my home.
It's a little battered after all these years, but still holding up well.
Have a look....
Sixteen CDs, including the double White album.
...and the other half.
I don't like every song the Beatles have produced, but there's enough in here to satisfactorily add to my I-tunes and from there to my I-pod.
As I meandered through the parklands, enjoying the weather and not in any hurry to be home, I came across this->
One of those "here's-one-I-prepared-earlier" campfire sites.
Over to the side a bit....
a small pile of bark chips to get the flames going,
and a pile of rocks to circle the fire.
Did you notice the fence behind the pile of bark chips?
This has been set inside the locked gate of a children's playground.
The outside of the fence has a notice banning smoking and I would think that includes campfires too.
From here I moved back onto the streets and saw these things....
one of my favourite balconies. I like that it still hasthe original verandah roof over it.
a door with paint deeply cracked from the heat of flames that burned the interior perhaps.
There is evidence of smoke damage on other partsof the building.
peeling paint on the brick wall adjacent to the above building.
a well maintained old stone cottage in an inner city suburb.
There are many of these in Adelaide, close to the city and in far flung suburbs too.
When properly cared for they are beautiful homes.
After leaving the Bark in the Park area, I walked across the parklands and through the olive grove towards home.
On a bare patch of ground I saw something that surprised me.
Two water runoffs leading into a "Y".
In one of them eroded earth was exposing shells usually found on a beach.
See the white bits embedded in the soil?
Here's a closer look->
I don't suppose this is a sacred camping place of any kind, but I did wonder how the shells got to be so far away from the beach.
Perhaps left behind by long ago picnickers?
Scooped up with earth and used as landfill for the area?
It's right on the southern edge of the olive groves.
Last Thursday I noticed an article in our newspaper - "More bark than bite in record attempt."
It went on to explain thatAdelaide's
"Rymill Park will become a dog park this weekend as hundreds of pooches attempt to break a world record. Organisers of the Bark in the Park event will be attempting to break the Guinness World Record for the loudest bark by a group of dogs. The record is held by 76 dogs in Colorado in the US. They barked at 124 decibels in 2009."
"Bark in the Park will also feature dog fashion shows, training tips, competitions, professional photo shoots..." etc etc.
Well, I like dogs as much as anyone (hi Kath!!,) so I thought I'd wander along and see if I could get some photos.
And I did get a few, but without asking every single person there for permission, getting good shots was going to be difficult.
A small part of Rymill Park was fenced off and there were tents, chairs and people with their dogs absolutely everywhere!
So I tried to be unobtrusive and snap a few shots from outside the fences.
Some almost large enough to put a saddle on, others tiny enough to fit in a handbag, and all sizes in between.
Many dogs were constantly moving, so by the time I focussed I'd be looking at a wagging tail and nothing more, or a turned away head, or even the owners legs instead. They were all on leashes, so of course the owners would be moving too and it was a real battle sometimes to spot an actual dog amongst the people and chairs.
Here are a few having a go at the training area obstacle course.
Dogs were led to jump over a low hurdle, up and down a ramp then a seesaw, before jumping up to sit on a block for a reward before going through a miniature doorway to finish.
For many of them, this was a new experience and there were several who had to be coaxed onto the equipment and only one who sat on the block immediately. All the others had a good sniff around on it first to see which other dogs had been there.
I didn't stay around to wait for the "bark-off", I'd been there quite a while and was getting quite hot.
I went down to the kiosk by the lake (man-made) and bought a banana paddle-pop that looked as if it might have been put in the freezer by Adam's mum, it was that old. Very encrusted with ice chips it was, but cooling just the same and I wandered in the general direction of home while eating it.