My health on Herm was mixed. I have had very little time when I have had a headache, and apart from the morning of fever, I have taken no paracetemol. My only drugs have been 2mg steroids and omerazapole which protects stomach against the steroids.
My first night, I had terrible diarrhoea. I had to keep getting up, walking to the toilet and allowing my bowels to eject painful liquid. It felt like a few men were having a fight in my belly, over and over again. The next morning, I ate eggs and anything that could help, and it all settled down. I think my body is rebelling against the diet of raw food, and so I have increased the amount of food that I am eating that has been cooked.
On the Sunday, I woke with a fever, and had to fill up with paracetemol to get the fever down. I wanted to go to church because I like the service, and because on Herm, we always sing "for those in peril on the sea". I love that hymn! Dave advised against going, but I decided that I could do it. I did not stand, I was seated only, but thoroughly enjoyed the service. The fever did settle down, I am glad to say, and I managed to pack my bags and be ready to go.
Before I left for Herm, Sarah (piano teacher) helped me see that I have lost the digging/ticking/bed squeaking. These noises have stopped, I am glad to say. When they stopped, I don't know. It is something that has stopped. Maybe all the gaps in my brain have now disappeared, so there is no brain tissue moving around. I don't know, but I am glad that it has stopped.
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