May/June 2022 Island Trip – Days 7, 8 & 9

I did too much on Day 7. By the end of it, I had a temperature, and went to bed before 9PM. Some of the day’s highlights, if you want to call them that, were:

• Rolling out the BBQ and the fire pit.
• Going through the drier shed trimming out the rose that gets in via the soffit, vacuuming up spider webs and dead wasps, sweeping, turning a microwave box not a trash receptacle, and then filling it liberally, posting and finding a home for about 90# of nitrogen fertilizer made by a company that’s no longer exists, also incandescent lightbulbs (found in three buildings), mowed for two hours, and then weed whacked for another hour.

By the time evening rolled around, I was running a temp, with a side of abdominal pain. Actually the pain had started earlier in the day, but being intermittent, I tried to ignore it. After a bad night, Day eight brought:

A temp that Advil wasn’t touching, so I started looking around for an urgent care clinic. Turns out the only option on the Island is the ER. Diverticulitis. I now travel with the two antibiotics prescribed for this affliction. After gaining my freedom, after the drug store closed, I made a fast stop at the grocery, and was able to return to Stella and start taking the meds I brought with me.

Today, other than already diagnosing what I think is going on with the washing machine, and reporting to the appliance guru, I have few ambitions other than filling the Rx that the hospital wrote me, doing an accumulation of dishes, working on a puzzle with my neighbor, reading, napping, and possibly watching some Netflix.