contentI also went to the hospital to get checked out and they feel that my cough/sore throat probably are just a virus, however, they told me to come back for x-rays if it’s not gone in the next two weeks since there’s a chance of it being TB (since I lived in Nunavut and that is still a bit of a problem there). Naturally, I’m hoping that it will just go away. We’ll see.
Today I told my dad I’d give him a hand around the house by mowing the jungle… I mean lawn. I wasn’t sure how I’d do with it, since my cough has been pretty bad and kept me up most of the night, but I found that I coughed less while I was mowing. I don’t know if it was the fresh air or what but it was nice to have a break from the coughing. It also felt good to be outside doing something productive. Of course, part way through my mowing extravaganza, I ran into a wasps nest at the edge of the yard. I escaped with a sting on each ankle and a few wasps latched on to my pants that I was able to swat with a magazine before getting stung again. I retreated into the house and rest my feet until the stinging lessened before heading back out to investigate and assess the situation. The nest was actually further away than I thought it was and it was in the ground (which I’d figured initially). It was far enough away that I figured I’d be able to finish mowing as long as I didn’t point the grass spitting part of the lawnmower in the direction of the nest. Turned out I was right and I got the grass finished without any more incidents.
So, my hands and feet have blisters on them, my ankles have been stung and I’m happy!
