Biorythms

I think that our biorythms play a huge role in our lives.   I know for sure that June is the month that I always feel my worst.   If I look back in time it is always round about this time of the year that I fall ill or something major happens in my life.   My earliest recollections of being ill were in Winter in Welkom in the Free State.   Dry, arid, dusty days cooped up in our house in St Helena with my Gran looking after us and making us Barley Water to build up our strength.   I lost my dad in June.   I lost my Gran in June.   I lost a baby in June.   I remember the June of 1999 when I put together a fundraiser for Animal Anti Cruelty League at St Nicholas.   I got so stressed that I went down with the real 'flu and it took nearly 4 weeks to shake it off.

This June is no different.   I have been hit so hard with another strain of 'flu.   Not Swine flu but a swine of a 'flu none the less.   The doctor says this one hits the intestines as well as the lungs.   I may loose weight if nothing else!!!

The one saving grace is that my children are all out of this environment and having wonderful times wherever they are.   Kerri phoned from Athens to say she is sitting at a Taverna having a Greek Salad and a glass of wine.   The weather is fantastic and they had just visited the Acropolis.
Bryan and Robs and Matt are enjoying themselves in Underberg.   Hopefully the weather is not too cold there.  And Rob is watching the sardines pass from the cottage in Elysium.   

It is only Derby and Joan at home who have to contend with the dreadful lurgys doing the rounds!