an aeroplane is not always a healthy place to be
at least you wouldn’t be breathing recycled air
Flying back from Turkey very late on Monday evening I was sitting in seat 7C, and I was unfortunate to be right across the aisle from an older women sitting in 7D, who was obviously quite poorly. Overhearing the lady’s daughter talking to the cabin staff it seems as though the poor lady had been ill for most of her vacation.
The whole thing then became very complicated. The fight was still sitting at the gate as our departure time came and went, as the cabin staff fussed around the poorly lady, her concerned daughter, and the grand daughter, who had ‘special needs’.
Then the captain appeared, walking down the aisle from the front office, looking slightly worried, which is unusual for a pilot.
Still we sat there, a nurse on the flight came back to help the cabin staff with the situation, and she looked worried after she took a look at the ‘patient’.
Then the captain re-appeared, clutching a bit of paper, and said that all three had to get off the ‘plane. Tears, consternation, fussing and flapping. A guy with a special narrow wheelchair arrived, and the unfortunate people were deplaned.
Then there was a detailed passenger count, and a check of all the luggage on the plane, in the hold and in the overhead lockers.
Amazingly we left the ground only 45 minutes late, and made up time on the way back to Blighty.
Why am I telling you all this?
Well whatever the poor elderly lady had, I’ve now got too.
No way I’m going very far from the bathroom for a while.
The good news is it’s not the damn coronavirus. Just the Turkish equivalent of what we Sahibs used to call ‘Delhi Belly’.
Some say that air travel is the safest way to go. And that you’re more likely to be hit by a meteorite than you are to be in a plane crash. All I know is that if there is anybody sick on your flight, then you are going to get it too.
how we should dress for air travel
OK, maybe not the bikini
suffering quite badly from lockdown now
only an attractive sunset picture
I first entered lockdown on March 23rd, since then I have only been out for 2 weeks, when I went out walking on my own, for miles and miles. The weather was good, and so was the exercise. But now I have been told I have to go into quarantine for another two weeks.
Since March 23rd I have not talked to anyone, except on the telephone and internet chat. I haven’t talked with anyone in person at all, and I’m getting quite lonely and distressed. I will be able to go out again on June 6th, and I am really looking forward to that day.
My internet isn’t working so well, right now, but then nothing is really working here right now. It’s all very depressing.
I am really looking forward to seeing my friends.
Just a nice picture to cheer myself up
Civil liberties are being destroyed here in England
We have new regulations here in England. Our cell phones are being monitored, it’s called track and trace, and if we go anywhere near somdone with the COVID-19 virus we are instructed to go home immediately, and stay in quarantine for 2 weeks.
I am now in lockdown until next Friday. I can’t go out at all.
I have had no internet for 3 days. Nothing is working here.
It’s very miserable time for everyone.
I feel like I am in a dungeon.
premature death most often results from human stupidity
I was happy when I was having deliriums
because I didn’t know what the hell was going on
the trouble with being very ill is that there is no background music
eventually, everyone comes face to face with infinity
you know that you’re in trouble when you can’t see the future
never listen when you’re arguing with yourself
hospital isn’t for fun, especially not now
Britain’s Prime Minister, Boris Johnson, is now in intensive care after his coronavirus condition worsened. It’s only 11 days since he tested positive for the deadly disease, and no he is no longer leading the government. Mr Johnson was looking decidedly unwell the last time he was seen on TV. I know what this virus feels like, and let me tell you, one does feel very unwell if you contract this nasty disease.
Here in the UK we don’t have an official second in line of succession, so Mr Johnson has temporarily delegated his responsibilities to the Foreign Secretary, Mr Dominic Raab.
No doubt the Prime Minister has only been taken into the critical care unit at London’s St. Thomas’ Hospital as a precaution, but with this virus one never knows. We can only wish him well.
The British death toll from the coronavirus now stands at 5,372, with the number of patients officially tested as positive is 51,608. This means the mortality rate here is something over 10%.
I trust that we will all stay safe during this critical time.
Great Britain is somewhat rudderless today.
the corona virus is a very nasty illness indeed
It’s been a very tough week. I have been very ill, but I am recovering now.
As long as I could breathe I just isolated myself at home. Ordinary mortals who aren’t in intensive care are not tested for the virus, we just have to get better at home. I’ve had a fever, bad dreams, headache, coughing, feeling sick, short of breath, really tired.
Yesterday I felt utterly terrible, but I feel a lot better today.
I believe I will be just about back to normal tomorrow.
This is about how I feel today.
the police start enforcing draconian new powers
Just a short while ago I received a text from the UK Government saying; ‘New Rules in force now: you must stay at home. Stay at home. Protect the NHS.’
And the rules are draconian. There are police patrols out in all major UK cities breaking up any group of more than two people, and trying to get people to just go home.
There are only 4 reasons I can go outside of the garret:
- Shopping for basic necessities.
- Medical needs.
- Travelling to and from work, but only if I can’t work from home. (I don’t work anyway.)
- One form of exercise per day, (say walking the dog or going to the store).
I guess if I walk to the store, pharmacy, or my doctor, then that’s also my one piece of fresh air and exercise for the day. In any event I must stay out of the garret for as little time as possible, and stay at least 6 feet from anyone else.
A whole lot of non-essential stores are closed, by order of the government, including clothing and electronics stores. Libraries, community centres, leisure centres, hotels, campsites, trailer parks, hostels, and places of worship are also closed, initially for 3 weeks from yesterday.
Not even in wartime has England seen anything like this.
It’s no hardship for me, but for some who can’t visit their families or attend their church this may be very difficult.
Sadly, all we in Great Britain have no choice.
rule #2 applies
nobody is allowed in the garret
it’s now time to lock and bar the door
fort-up for the duration of this medical emergency