Dear diary, Sorry it’s been so long since I have updated you on what’s going on. I am going to post some blogs now that have been accumulating on my computer but first to give you a little overview of where we’ve been and what we’ve been up to. It’s been the best of times and the worst of times, quite frankly. Two weeks ago we were sunning outselves on the Perhentian Islands, where Jamie did his PADI open water scuba qualification and I refreshed mine (at an excellent dive school called Quiver). We worked on the tans, lolled in the sand, had a lovely wooden shack overlooking the whole of Coral Bay; the sunsets were spectacular, and a couple of great nights out on Long Beach, dancing the night away in the throws of Jacko memorial dancing (Ow!)
Unfortunately, the last week has been spent with me mostly laid up with a bad leg (see blog below). Having got a cut in the Perhentians which got infected, my leg has swollen to 4 times its usual size, turned very unusual colours and filled with pus which oozes out at the most inopportune moments. Our arrival at the Sanctuary (where I had to introduce myself as the journalist who’ll be writing a story on the place) coincided with a spirited splurge of pus from my leg on to the floor. In addition to these delights it has been incredibly painful, but on the second course of anti-biotics now, it finlly seems to be sorting itself out. Nevermore go in the sea with a cut – be warned!!
The Sanctuary is pretty cool. Very chilled out, very zen, very wellness. Had a good look at the inside of my blood under a microscope on Monday. That was extremely weird. Looked like a sci-fi film, or some kind of video game, where the good bloodcell spaceships are being attacked by baddies, like square space crystals (alas, fat) and evil things called Colloid Symplasts, which look for all the world like Darth Vader’s mask chasing round your bloodstream.
Anyway, I have posted a couple of blogs that I’ve written before and not posted, (photos to follow when better connection), and promise not to get so behind again.
Here’s our Graham…
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Bloody hell, girl, how on earth do you keep screwing up your body? First the mossie eye, then the scrape fall and now an infected leg?!? Will you please look after our Sarah – we want her back in one piece. Thank you. Tsk! Looking forward to reading your copy. – Ed.