Thursday
8th December
A
day sorting out my health! A few birders have been in touch to ask
why I haven't rushed to the mega rare dusky thrush only ten miles
from where I am in Chesterfield. Well, now that all is sorted I can
reveal that needed to see a doctor. As I hope you all know, one of
the four charities I support, and I hope you may give a donation to, is the wonderful Asthma UK. As is usual
when one supports a charity it is often because of a close personal
link. I have been asthmatic since being a young child. I cannot
remember a time when I was anything but and memories of asthmatic
attacks in my past come flooding back as I type. Paris, when I was
twelve years old on an exchange programme and a doctor called out in
the middle of the night to help me. Driving a car around, also at
night, with all the windows open to try to force air into me when in
my twenties.
Anyway,
recently it has been niggly tightness not helped by a lack of
Salbutamol. I ran out of my 'blue' inhaler and so today a doctor's
appointment at the superb medical centre here in Chesterfield and a
brand new inhaler to keep me going.
Couldn't
explain before; my loving Mum is watching my every move on the blog
and Facebook and she, bless her, worries about her eldest. Being from
Birmingham I will always be her 'Bab' no matter that I am sixty years
old!
Sixty!
Free prescriptions. Yes . . . . free medicine for the over sixties.
Thank goodness for the NHS. Never did understand why asthmatics
aren't exempt from prescription charges as are so many debilitating
conditions. Oh well, I am getting old.
Tomorrow,
hopefully, the dusky thrush will become bird number 317 on my year
list; a list that is already replete with incredible birds.
Speaking
of birds . . how about a few more from my Peru days?
Tambopata,
near to Puerto Maldonado, July 2014.
A
selection of birds and other amazing creatures.
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