I am back at the moment. It all begun wit a common cold, so I thought. It progressed into sleepless nights coughing with all the trimmings and during the day I seemed to be sleeping more than anything else. I managed to cook for the others at home, although I was not eating myself. My appetite also suffered. I do not think it was flu as I did not have temperature, at least I do not think so. I never bothered to measure it. The problem is that since Mr. Swiss no longer has a driving licence, I am the only person in the family mobile enough to go shopping. Thank goodness for No. 1 son that fetches the urgent stuff we need from the town.
I am not yet 100% recovered, but getting there and hope to manage a normal day today again.
Before the “dreaded” go me in its grip I even went for a wheelie into town, my last one since almost a week. I noticed that the catkins on the hazelnut trees are now appearing, one of the first harbingers of Spring.
I also noticed that there were still some gulls hovering around, but I do not think so much longer. They are preparing to leave us again for the year to fly off to bigger waters.
As long as they find something edible floating on the river they are still hovering around.
Otherwise my last wheelie in my chair took me to the edge of town, with the Loreto chapel and its surroundings. It is a small chapel in the middle of green field where crops are usually grown during the Summer. Last year we had a field full of sunflowers but who know what this year will bring. Perhaps it will be corn again. Every time I drive to the store I pass by the chapel in the middle of the field, so I enjoy a drive around it in my wheelchair when I have the time to take a closer look.
I also noticed on my way that there might be the death of a tree, or perhaps the garden is just being renewed. It is funny how when you regularly pass places daily that you notice such things.
Yesterday I had to pull myself together and again venture to the outside world. The garage actually found someone interested in our old car wreck. Although the radiator was spit in two parts by the crash, the motor and inside of the car was still to be saved. A garage mechanic decided to renovate the car for his daughter as she would be learning to drive. He bought our remains and will probably be doing the rest himself. I had to drive to the garage with Mr. Swiss yesterday to pick up the money and combined it with a shopping expedition. I managed OK but was glad to be back home again. Now I have enough provisions for the next couple of days. I also told the cleaning lady not to come this week as there is not point in her catching the dreaded from my sneezes and coughs.
My daily writings failed me over the last few days, but I just did not have the energy to carry on. Although when I married Mr. Swiss I realised that he was eight years older than myself, but these are only small problems when you are young. However there comes a time when age begins to show in different facets of life. I am now married to an 80 year old and I am now 72. Life is no longer a active as it was. Mentally Mr. Swiss is fine, but physically he can no longer walk so well and can no longer go anywhere without depending on me to take him there.
And as today will be an effort at a normal day, I will now move on to the shower and afterwards the daily clean through. I thank all for their concern about my sudden disappearance but hope to be back to the almost normal state of affairs. Hope you are all feeling well and managing with your daily tasks. As a “cheerful” greeting from our town I leave you with a sample of our local clock (Zytglogge) as one of the local features. The figures move when the hour strikes.