Liquid / Solid

Everyone's got the squits ... ... ... except me. 

In many ways the only way I was ever going to be able to swiftly shift the weight put on with all the excesses of Cornwall was to shit it out. So whilst many of my colleagues, patients and their parents and some of my fellow recent Cornish travellers are "liquid" I remain "solid" Although never one to wish to get ill.

Like everyone I suppose, on occasion I have hoped to get mildly ill to avoid work or unpleasant tasks, just for a little break. Or perhaps a small trip that would sustain a minor fracture that would necessitate a more lengthy break (you can't work with a plaster cast in-situ) But it has always seemed foolish to wish ill health or injury upon oneself simply for the purpose of escaping work. Also knowing my luck it would probably happen; even writing this now I am concerned about the possibility of something untoward occurring. I will have to drive home with great caution, look both ways when crossing the road, consider each step down stairs, etc. Be very cautious.

Not wishing to jinx myself, but with the amount of rota virus, diarrhoea and vomiting bugs on the ward if I can avoid catching something here I can avoid anything.  I can almost hear myself uttering the phrase "Just my luck!" 

So I hope to avoid bump, tumble, tussle or bug ... until late Friday night of course (back on the ward Saturday & Sunday)!?!