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Ending 2022 with Feasts and Illness
Dec. 31st, 2022 06:15 pmThree days ago I played host for an in-between Christmas and NYE gathering for Rob and Angela L., and Liana F. It was really a wonderful gathering. Rob and Liana are both Perth migrants to Melbourne from some time ago, a similar scene back in the day, but had never met. It was the first time I had met Angela as well, and she left quite an impression with her sparkling intelligence. Rob was kind enough to bring along some of his gin from his small batch brewery, Rookwood. It was an afternoon of wonderful conversation, drinks, and food.
Alas, that evening I fell quite sick. My extremities were cold, my torso warm, and my body shaking. Was it food poisoning (no one else was affected)? Was it alcohol poisoning (I had a grand total of two drinks)? Perhaps I was pregnant (it wasn't that sort of party)? In any case, I spent that evening in a very bad state and threw up several times in the course of the night, and have basically spent nearly all waking moments since then in bed recovering, drinking gallons of water in the process.
But as it never rains but pours, last night I received a message from Erica H., that she'd fallen at Perth airport and had done some serious damage to her finger, probably dislocation. Arriving early in the morning today involved a visit to a GP, then to the Alfred Hospital where X-rays confirmed a dislocation rather than a break. With the application of some local anaesthetic, they popped it back in, wrapped it up, and sent her on her way.
There were quite a few things that I had planned to do between Xmas and NYE, but circumstances appear to have gotten in the way. I wish everyone who spends the time to read this a happy and safe new year, and I sincerely wish you all the best for the coming year. Goodness knows we've all been through a lot over the past few years and for those who have come out relatively unscathed, let us look to the coming year with optimism, and with sympathy to those who haven't fared so well.
Alas, that evening I fell quite sick. My extremities were cold, my torso warm, and my body shaking. Was it food poisoning (no one else was affected)? Was it alcohol poisoning (I had a grand total of two drinks)? Perhaps I was pregnant (it wasn't that sort of party)? In any case, I spent that evening in a very bad state and threw up several times in the course of the night, and have basically spent nearly all waking moments since then in bed recovering, drinking gallons of water in the process.
But as it never rains but pours, last night I received a message from Erica H., that she'd fallen at Perth airport and had done some serious damage to her finger, probably dislocation. Arriving early in the morning today involved a visit to a GP, then to the Alfred Hospital where X-rays confirmed a dislocation rather than a break. With the application of some local anaesthetic, they popped it back in, wrapped it up, and sent her on her way.
There were quite a few things that I had planned to do between Xmas and NYE, but circumstances appear to have gotten in the way. I wish everyone who spends the time to read this a happy and safe new year, and I sincerely wish you all the best for the coming year. Goodness knows we've all been through a lot over the past few years and for those who have come out relatively unscathed, let us look to the coming year with optimism, and with sympathy to those who haven't fared so well.
