Part1 - Hi ho hi ho it's off to Royal Perth Hospital we go! ;D

Well hello there! How are you? Sorry I've been away so long...a few hiccups on the health front.

Chapter One - A Marvelous Trip to Fiji

On October 22nd I woke up at 3:00am, jabbed myself with a Humira injection (for my Crohn's) and hopped in a taxi to the domestic airport. I was off to FIJI! :D

Needless to say I was very very very excited to be on my way to see my cutes (aka Ryan and Teddy Cat). The trip was wonderful and I shall tell you about it at length in my next blog entry (with some ace photos!). 

For the purposes of this entry let me skip ahead to Week 2 of my stay in Fiji, where I was based in Suva and working remotely from our apartment. On Tuesday morning I began to feel quite sore of throat and ears and these symptoms continued to escalate throughout the day. By Wednesday it was obvious I'd cleverly caught another one of those respiratory infections that I seem very adept at finding in Fiji. Nevertheless I soldiered on and did what work I could while sprinkling naps throughout my day. My sweet Ryan was there to cook for me and make me comfy while my throat raged and puffed up in indignation at having yet another infection to deal with. 

A few days later I almost completely lost my voice. 

Chaper Two - "Red eye" to Perth

When Friday 5th November dawned Ryan and I were already awake due to my incessant bouts of coughing. Sadly this was the day I was flying back to Perth and I was feeling quite low to be leaving my partner and heading back on a 10 hour flight to my lovely but lonely apartment. To add a bit of interest to the trip I appeared to have developed a severe eye infection over night which was now attempting to gunk up and glue my eye shut. My eyeball was blazing red and looked squished and Frankenstein-ish. Unfortunately there was no chemist at the Nadi International Airport...oh well. 

After a tearfull "see you soon" at the customs entry way I ambled about alone with my crazy eye until boarding the plane to Sydney. During the 4.5 hr flight my eye oozed and weeped like nobody's business. As you can imagine I felt really suave and classy and am sure my fellow flyers thought I looked fabulous....yeah....

Once we'd touched down in Sydney I  turned on my phone and recieved text messages from Ryan urging me to see a pharmacist about my eye asap. So after the mad dash from Sydney International (via customs) to the domestic terminal and then a very dicey late check in to the next leg of my journey I had about 1.2 minutes to race around looking for a chemist. Thankfully I found one not too far from my gate (where the sign was flashing "Now Boarding - Final Call"). 

Breathless, gunky eyed and very very tired I stumbled over to the pharmacist who stared at me in alarm. 

"You have a very severe eye infection! It's already changed the shape of your eyeball. This is very bad" he said. 

He gave me antibiotic drops as well as cream and some special water tubes to flush out all the weird rot. Very grateful for his help (he gave me the proper stuff I usually would need a perscription for) I legged it over to my gate just in time to be one of the last (but not THE last) to board. 

As soon as we'd levelled off I raced up the front of the plane to the bathroom and administered my new medicines. When I finished and opened the door to step out into the aisle I was approached by one of the flight attendants who firmly (but politely) pointed out that I had just used the Business Class bathroom and that Economy passengers should only use the bathrooms at the rear of the plane....whoops. I walked past all the fancy pants seats and the curtain was closed behind me. 

Stay tuned for:  Chapter Three - Work'n 9 to 5 What a Way to Make a Fever!