Strep & Storm

It would appear that Streptococcus has swept through our house like a sweepy thing, leaving behind it a trail of doctor’s bills and expensive antibiotics. How can something so small cost so much?
I mean, I know I have obviously asked that same question about my son (and then my daughter), but this is a damn bacterium!

Based on the fact that this – however unpleasant – is merely an infection with a prokaryotic organism, I brought my laboratory experience into play. In the lab, we have three choices when we want to kill bacteria: extreme heat (132°C, no less), sodium hypochlorite (basically bleach) or alcohol. With that in mind, and not fancying the high pressure steam or the Domestos, I am attacking my vile respiratory tract invaders with a rather decent single malt. It’s like pouring vinegar on a paper cut as it goes past my red raw throat, but I’m pretending not to notice and only thinking of the obvious benefits.
I’m hopeful that it will also aid with a good night’s sleep as well, although other factors come into play on that one. Not least the latest work on my new study. Mindful of the storm front approaching Cape Town this evening, the builders, in their infinite wisdom, decided to try and cover their ongoing work with some large, ill-fitting sheets of plastic nailed across the hastily-installed roof trusses. And that’s why we now have 25m² of flapping heavy-duty plastic right outside our bedroom window.
I’m almost hopeful that it gets taken away by the Northwester early on, although I’m not sure what repercussions that would have on the building work completed so far. Right now, I couldn’t care less. I just want some sleep.

Tomorrow is another day, as they say. Let’s hope it’s a whole lot better than this one was.

P.S. If you see a huge black kite flying across the Southern Suburbs, please drop me an email so that we can come and collect it and any bits of my house which happen to still be attached. Thanks.

7 thoughts on “Strep & Storm

  1. Jirre, sick again?

    I hear through the grapevine that the only way to cure such things is to ingest two shots of Jagermeister and then have a good long sleep. This might be utter bull though since these days, people will drink Jager for any reason they can find.
    .-= Goblin´s last blog ..Oh the DWAMA =-.

  2. Interesting. My old man used to say if you’re coming down with the lergy, get hammered on cheap scotch the night before & it will go away. Scottish Leader ftw!! 🙂

  3. So you’re the person who gave me this sore throat, infected ears and mucky sinuses! 😀

    Hope you get better soon – I’ve been prescribed antibiotics and bed rest. I’m going insane already!
    .-= Helga Hansen´s last blog ..Vetting the petting =-.

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