Year: 2010

Bev and Gary came to visit. They brought our Christmas present and a lovely home made card. Kenny took Mal shopping to stock up as Mal had to fly back to the uk the following day for an exam meeting at Warwick Uni. He was hoping that it would be cancelled because of the bad weather in the UK. No such luck.

End of day 4 and I realise I have to be patient. I don’t think it helped leaving it for a week. I probably pulled it far more than if I had found a reliable doctor to go to. My worries were that on two previous occasions when Mal and I had both been told we needed operations when we didn’t and also a friend very recently being told she needed a hysterectomy and when she retuned to the UK for second opinion she was told no she didn’t!

End of day 3. Although I woke up at 3am again, for the first time I felt relief from the pain. The real test was Mal washing and conditioning my hair. A few days before it would have been agony to have my hair dried but the process was relatively pain free. I’m getting bored now.

End of day 2, much the same as before but with the addition of having an upset stomach from the drugs. Last night West Ham played Man Utd in the Carling Cup and Man Utd were hammered, 4-0! Mal was pleased.

While the UK freezes in Cyprus we swelter

Day 1 ended and at least I slept until 2.30 but was still woken by the pain. I shall have to persevere whether I like it or not. Talking of knots, Mal has what he calls dys-spacia and was trying to put a sling on my arm using a first aid manual to help. He was so confused I laughed and it hurt. Then there was the problem of building a mound of pillows to support me so I didn’t pull the torn muscle.

I was in so much in pain that Mal rang David & Kenny to find out whether they knew of a reliable doctor, and they did. I wanted to go back to the UK and David & Kenny arranged the next best thing, a retired UK doctor living out here. His diagnosis was that I’d torn a muscle in my back and that I should rest, wear a sling and sleep sitting up. He recommended the drugs I should take and said that with rest I’d be better in 4-5 days. We’ll see. Mal went walkabout to get the medicine and a bit more shopping.

Pain not decreasing so tomorrow will have to find a doctor. Not too happy because in the past so far we’ve visited two different local doctors and both misdiagnosed and recommended expensive operations, in Mal’s case he was supposed to go to Istanbul. Mal always remind me that when he went to the UK to sort out his problem, by the time he got to see a consultant and was told he should be admitted to hospital (which he declined because he had an open wound – MRSA) he felt better and eventually his body healed itself.

Had to cancel a meal with Robin & Christa, pain is still bad. Watched the football to cheer me up, Man Utd 7-1 Blackburn!!! Mal was happy, West Ham 3-1 Wigan