Friday, January 2, 2009


This Christmas has been one to remember for so many reasons, not least of which it was our daughters first. It was a blast catching up with friends from Canada, Melbourne and Wagga. Its also been eventful for other reasons. The last few weeks have seen me off to the emergency room twice, with significant dehydration, fever and all sorts of wierd and wacky symptoms. I have had more blood tests than O.J. Simpson.

The good news is that I have found out that I am generally disgustingly healthy, have lower cholestrol than a galapagos tortoise, but have what seems to be a case of glandular fever, with the result that I have spent the last three weeks flat on my back resting, drinking gatorade. Those of you who know me know how much I enjoy just resting, so I would personally like to thank the South African cricket team for making my recuperation more pleasant and for stopping me from going stir crazy and climbing the walls.

Thank you also to our church St Pauls who have been a God send, both in prayer and practical ways. I just couldnt help including the following poem from A.A. Milne. It sums up my last few weeks well.


Christopher Robin had wheezles and sneezles,
They bundled him into his bed.

They gave him what goes with a cold in the nose,
And some more for a cold in the head.
They wondered if wheezles could turn into measles,
If sneezles could turn into mumps.
They examined his chest for a rash,
And the rest
of his body for swellings and lumps.
They sent for some doctors in sneezles and wheezles
To tell them what ought to be done.
All sorts and conditions of famous physicians
Came hurrying 'round at a run.
They all made a note of the state of his throat,
They asked if he suffered from thirst;
They asked if the sneezles came after the wheezles,
Or if the first sneezle came first.
They said, "If you teazle a sneezle or wheezle,
A measle may easily grow.
But humor or pleazle a sneezle or wheezle,
The measle will certainly go."
They expounded the reazles for sneezles and wheezles,
The manner of measles when new.
They said, "If he freezles in draughts and in breezles,
Then PHTHEEZLES may even ensue."
Christopher Robin got up in the morning,
The sneezles had vanished away.
And the look in his eye seemed to say to the sky,
"Now, how to amuse them to-day!"


Anonymous said...

Hey Tim,
Praying for a quick recovery. As you know, not South African, but wearing my South African cricket shirt today that I got after the 1992 World Cup. Mel

Lana said...

Hi Tim

So sorry to hear you have glandular fever!! Mike had GF last year. It is so debilitating isn't it. I hope and pray you recover quickly and don't get too sick of resting (Mike got so bored of being bed-ridden!!). Lucky for you it is cricket season ;-) Really hope it passes soon and you are up and around in no time!!

Love to Ammi and Caitlin
Lana xx

Slushieman said...

Hi Tim,
Nice reading your blog as usual. You're becoming a bit of a photographer. I'm impressed. Hey guess what, I've FINALLY finished Vision. I get my certificate on Sunday. Just in time to start my next study. Good luck getting yours finished too. It's a nice feeling, even though it's 3 years late. Blessings. Slush.