Nervous Days

 So I've had a weird few days.

I either picked up a bug, or ate something that disagreed with me - or something else because for 5 or 6 days my digestive system was in turmoil.

This is highly unusual for me because generally I have the constitution of the proverbial horse and pretty much nothing disrupts my errrr regularity, shall we say.

For a couple of days I couldn't face drinking any alcohol - I pretty much stuck to water.  When it went on for more than 2 days and beer was tolerable but not much enjoyed I have to admit I got a little nervous.  Was this the thing I didn't "get over" and it just became something that older me had to learn to tolerate?

Beer is such a big part of my enjoyment of down-time.  No, I'm not dependent on it in any real sense, but it greases the wheels of being sociable because usually, I'm quite retiring other than when I have my professional head on.  If I didn't drink beer, I probably would socialise considerably less because I find it so incredibly hard to relax around people in a social sense.

Thankfully, the worst seems to have passed and I managed a pint and maybe 2/3rds of a lovely cask beer at the Crown last night (I topped the boy up with the rest).  I'm still being cautious, though because alcohol is an irritant so it would be stupid to hit the beer too hard until I'm sure everything is back in balance.

I've also had a problem with my knee and I had to lay off the Ibuprofen just to make sure that wasn't aggravating things but today I'm determined to try and make a short walk in the woods and then I think we're going to settle down in the garden with some fridge-beer that arrived earlier in the week.

I seem to be on the mend (in all the senses) - so I'm keeping my fingers crossed!