In December last year, Maureen took the bold step of joining weightwatchers, so to be supportive I went along and joined also. Since then, she has travelled an allbeit bumpy but mostly downhill road toward slimness. After some weeks I realised that for most of my life I had been living in denial about my weight.( More of this to come)
In order to gain excercise, I needed to walk, but found hour after hour of that irksome, so as I have always had an interest in recycling, I began picking up aluminium cans. A profitable decision.
The weather has soured somewhat and instead of a mild winter like we had last year the wind has a cutting chill.
Maureens' pacemaker battery is coming to the end of it's life and will need replacing soon, so the medical system here is sending her to Adelaide near the end of this year to have it done.
She got a scratch on her leg and one afternoon at happy hour Mollie (our dog)was trying to lick it. Maureen instinctively pushed it away, but one of the other people there argued that dogs have a built in antisceptic in their saliva. He was joined by his wife and one other person who all said the same thing,. So against her better judgement, Maureen allowed the leg licking.
Two weeks later, a rash appeared on her leg in roughly the shape of a question mark. It was joined by another adjacent to it.
Then both rashes began to move slowly round her leg and the itch followed.
I thought it may be a parasite.
The doctor diagnosed it as an alergy and prescribed accordingly. When it didn't heal we went to the hospital but they were at a loss as to what it was.
Went back to the doctor after some weeks and after some pressing by us, he had an epiphany and wanted to check his medical books
A week later he had not yet read up on it but with further nudging we came back a few days later, whereupon he pronounced it to be a parasite from dog faeces!!!
