I have convinced myself in one of those middle-of-the-night panics that I may have contracted Weil's disease. What are the odds on this?
Found a dead rat writing with maggots floating belly up in my water butt 3 weeks ago. Disposed of said item, baulking & screaming. Did not touch the thing, but had to get rid of the water which stank to high heaven & had bits of decaying flesh, fur & a tail at the bottom.
I wore gloves & wellies & as far as I know didn't touch the water. Much. But now I have a cold virus which has turned into a flu-like illness since I swilled away & got rid of the water. Fever, sweats, laryngitis & a squeaky cough that hurts.
If it doubt, salla, get to the doc this morning. However, there are lots of really nasty colds about at the moment - I know, I've got it. Let us know how you get on!
I'm seeing my doctor later this morning - but, being as she is Welsh, and I have spent the weekend in wet & rainy Cardiff - I had better be careful not to blame the Welsh for this latest onslaught.....
The rat incident was very upsetting. I have since covered all the offending fluid with neat Jeyes fluid. I have a very blue-hued back patio at the moment.
!) the rat has to be infected with leptrospira.
2) you have to touch an infected rat or it´s urine.
3) I have never seen a case of Leptospirosis ( may have seen one, but missed the diagnosis ;-))
salla.....OK....point taken.....then pick out the most docile GP in your practice and tell him to test your blood and urine for Leptospirosis....................then duck!!
I was going to suggest that in her state of health it would be wise to celebrate Christmas asap, just in case she doesn't make it through to December. However she has switched it to a picture of one of her familiars.
Have just changed it, spittle. To a rather sweet-looking rodent - nothing like the horrid bloated grey/black thing I had.
The santa avatar was in homage to Billy Bob Thornton in the film Bad Santa. I had recommended the film to all & sundry with a sense of humour - nothing to do with christmas!
We have a young med student here at the mo sqad - very green and susceptible. He looks like Harry Potter and cycles to work (10 miles) in his very lurid and very tight blue lycra cycling shorts.
He's a very naughty Harry Potter though - obviously highly-sexed. I won't say how I know. His innocent exterior and looks belie his rather horny interior.
Salla, I grew up in Lincolnshire and spent my whole childhood and adolescence playing in barns, grain bins, haystacks and swimming in the local river - all of which were undoubtedly riddled with rats.
The worst I ever got was chicken pox. You have a cold. Blame the welsh.
(I've got a cold and I am thinking of ways I can blame them).
That'll do. That deserves far my sympathy. In fact - what the fick am I doing at work - I should be sent home forthwith to my bed, with instructions to partake of hot chocolate with brandy, fleecy jimjam bottoms, a choice of 4 novels and some magazines. And loads of sleep. And no work until next Monday.
And definitely no flushing of rat urine & rotted intestines with jeyes fluid - diluted or not.