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Sunday 31st 54F/12C [8.00] A rather heavy overcast. A cloudy morning clearing to some sunshine. 68F in the room. 57F in the greenhouse.
Another rough night. Up at 7.20 after hourly, failed attempts. Wet, sticky coughing fits. Which wont clear my lungs. I shall attempt another walk when I feel up to it. Feeling rather breathless at the moment.
The neighbours' pretty goats are foraging at this end of the front field for a change. The idea is to suppress any weeds that the ponies don't or wont eat.
The two little ponies have done a great job in achieving a short sward. From a rather untidy and overgrown area of grass. It has become quite a decent lawn. Their appetites were perfectly matched to the area available to them. While so many other ponies and horses are standing miserably on bare mud. Completely at odds with their normal behaviour. Where they graze almost constantly. Moving onward at short intervals.
9.50 Back from a walk around the usual loop. I was suffering from unpleasant aches in both legs from the very start. Tired and breathless throughout my walk. With regular coughing fits.
The newly prepared area has been grass seeded. Enlarging the area of short grass significantly. The little guard dog was safely contained by a fence. Though nobody could miss its thankfully short, barking alarm.
I followed the Husqvarna robot along their drive. Struggling at times to match its pace uphill. Due to my current state of health. The grass has improved even more during my absence. Only the edges were growing a little taller. Presumably just outside the robot's allotted mowing area. Perhaps to avoid collisions with random vehicles.
18.35 Still coughing. Still close to passing out after a severe coughing bout. It is steadily getting worse. Probably reduced oxygen levels reaching my brain.
Dinner will be something simple. Toast or a roll. Sardines on toast.
I have sent a message about my lung infection directly to my doctor. Rather than wait on the phone on a busy Monday morning. I certainly don't want to turn up at the surgery and give everybody my virus.
As the evening wore on I felt worse. Google called it an medical emergency. So I rang the out of hours medical helpline. They are sending a doctor out to me. Since I can't easily reach the hospital. BP, pulse and temperature are all fairly modest but I am very breathless.
10.20 The doctor turned up in a Tesla and confirmed a lung infection. He has given me two tablets to be going on with. I'll have to fetch more from the Apotek tomorrow.
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