Monday, 23 July 2012

Little things have kept me busy since I last wrote something.  On Wednesday I visited with my friend who lives in the same apartments.  She was recovering from a bad bout of malaria.  I seriously hope I don't get it, ever.  She did lose quite a bit of weight, so maybe a few bouts of malaria might just sort out my overweight problem. On Thursday I joined my German friend for a work-out and she drilled us like a true Sergeant Major.  I was in agony on Fri but still managed to walk with my French friend.  On Saturday we were invited to a wine tasting at Silverbird Mall.  When we got there really loud music was playing and even though the invite said the event was to start at 14h00, nobody could really say when it would start.  We had a taxi waiting for us as we thought we would just be 40 minutes to an hour.  I mean how long do you need to taste some wine?  At NGN2000 per hour, we decided to leave as it could start at 17h00 for all we knew, being Nigeria. 

I could feel an allergy attack coming on, so on Sunday we visited a pharmacy for some meds and I self-medicated but on Monday I didn't feel to good and even though I swore I would not visit the clinic, I was forced to do so.  I went along with by baggie full of needles and swabs, fully prepared for the blood tests I was sure they would order.  Lo and behold, the doc, a lady this time, took my blood pressure and checked my chest with a stethoscope nogal.  I was impressed.  I got some cough mixture and some treatment with a nebulizer.  No blood tests, thank God.

So today I heard we might leave here in a week from now although hubby thinks it's highly unlikely.  I hate this "up in the air" stuff.  I'm never sure about anything until the very last minute.  Surprisingly, I'm not happy at the thought of leaving.  I've made new friends and I was just getting into a nice routine of walking and exercising.  I want to join the Abuja Literary Society's book club and I still want to see Zuma Rock.  Anyway, maybe it's time to hang up the old travelling boots and settle down so I can get to know my granddaughter and learn how to be a grandma.

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