Sunday, February 22, 2015

Update on the rash

The routine that I was put on seems to be working. The rash is not as bright and has mostly gone from my body!  I'm also back at home. I'm on the same routine as in the hospital with one Zyrtex in the morning and 4 cephalexin throughout the day as an antibiotic. Some of my blood results have come back and showed that I do have an infection.  They still don't know the cause of the rash.

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Red skin rash - the cause and solution?

According to my GP, I have contact dermatitis, but nobody seems to have a clue what's causing it and it's not going away. Anyway, I've ended up in hospital.  In case anyone else in a similar state, here's what has happened:

1. dermatologist came in, looked shocked and asked why nobody had taken a biopsy of my skin. "How do they know what the cause of the rash is if you haven't had a biopsy". He then took a chunk of my leg away and will find the results soon.

2. He put me on oral antibiotics

3. I was on a drip for a while to rehydrate and "flush out the kidneys".  After a day they then took the drip away again.

4. They have now given me this rather complex routine:

a) sigmacort 1% cream to run onto my face
b) diprosone 0.05% cream to put onto my body
d) then cover myself in wet towels for 30 minutes.  I must admit that I looked rather strange under all the towels and they got very, very cold after about 10 minutes
e) pat dry
f) cover myself in hydraderm moisturiser
g) when the moisturiser dries then put sigmacort 1% ointment on my face and diprosone ointment on my body.

Repeat 3x per day.

Let's see how it goes!

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Friday, September 27, 2013

Into Cardiff and on the Cwmcarn Forest Drive

Walking into Cardiff
Yesterday, grandma had a rest at home.  I walked into Cardiff along the riverside.  I now understand why Australian people think that woodlands in Britain are claustrophobic. They're very different to Australian forests.  It was a pleasant walk.  I saw a swan.  A white one.  Then I walked around Cardiff trying to find some gifts.  Then I took the World's oldest train back to a place called Rhibina (or similar).  The train had an "escape ladder".

Today, grandma and I went for a drive to the Cwmcarn forest drive.  It was great! Very misty.  Very cold.  We finally found somewhere to eat in a "rather scruffy" pub (as grandma called it) in a place called Risca.  Then I dropped grandma off back at home and got very lost finding a fish.







and getting back from Cardiff

On the Cwmcarn forest drive







Lunch in Risca

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Nash Point

Lots of fun driving down small Welsh roads today.  We seemed to spend half the time reversing to let somebody go past. Luckily my hire car seems terribly posh and has a reversing camera!  We finally found the place and had a fun walk along the cliff tops to see the light houses.

Yesterday I managed to catch an early train from Paris to St Pancras.  Grandma wanted to know who St Pancras was. Apparently he was Saint Pancras of Rome who was beheaded at the age of 14.  Some "relics" ended up in a church in London.  That church became Saint Pancras, the region of London did and then the railway station did.

They seemed to have wrecked Saint Pancras station.  I recall it being very spectacular.  Now it's packed, long queues, nowhere to find the ticket machine and lots of steps to carry you luggage up.  Apparently this is an improvement.

The train to Cardiff was enjoyable and then I rented a car and got very lost trying to find Grandma's house.

In the evening Grandma, Faith, Mel ate a cucumelon and took part in the pub quiz.  We didn't come last!














The cucumelon

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Lots of bones

On my last trip to Paris I wanted to see the Catacombs, but I couldn't find them.  So, this morning I headed off early to hunt them down.  Actually, they're easy to spot because of the length of the queue leading from the entrance. I waited an hour in the queue which was fine although I was next to a very annoying Australian family.

The Catacombs were definitely worth a visit.  I enjoyed walking through the long underground tunnels and then I got to the bones.  I had read that there were millions of people buried there, but that doesn't mean much until you see them.  Piles and piles and piles of bones.  I can understand piles of bones, but why did someone stack them so neatly?

Wikipedia tells me that  Louis-Étienne Héricart de Thury arranged the bones.

After leaving the Catacombs, I thought that it would be good to get some fresh air and decided to walk to the river.  I went down the Boulevard St-Jacques which actually isn't very exciting although it does have an Australian restaurant.

I walked through a wonderful market at the Place D'Italie, but unfortunately my camera battery is now finished and I've just realised that I've got no way to re-charge it.  I'm going to have to think of something for my trip to Wales.  I had lunch at Le Comptoir De L'Epicerie Chez Lili et Marcel near the Bibliotheque Nationale de France.  Then walked along the river to Notre Dame passing the bridge with lots of locks.  Then I found Shakespeare and Company and bought a book.  Now I'm back having a rest in my hotel.










A day of not finding things

On the street looking for Beethoven's house
Bonn
Bonn
I started off unable to find the Rhine.  That was embarrassing as it is rather large.  I also walked back and forth down a cobbled street in Bonn (pulling my luggage) trying to find Beethoven's house.  Then I failed to find a bakery.  In Bonn this is almost as embarrassing as not finding the Rhine.  When I got to the station I couldn't find anyone to ask whether my ticket was valid on any train or not. The first train to pull in was very sleek.  It was going to take about 10 minutes to zoom across the Koln.  I didn't get on.  The next train looked as if it had been built in about 1850.  I got on.  It stopped everywhere.  The German women hiking group got on and started chatting with me very loudly.  I didn't understand them. They told me to get off at the wrong stop.  I didn't.

In Koln I did find the Rhine.  It's very large.  I tried to find a park bench, but couldn't and so sat on a wall watching the boats go past.  I then looked for a nice restaurant for lunch and failed.  I ended up back at the station and ate at Curry Wurst Express.

The train back to Paris was great (apart from the rather long delay in Brussels when it broke down).  I did find my hotel without a problem.  Sha had asked me to buy her a particular present from Paris. I therefore did some googling to find out where to go.  It turned out that I needed to go to Gare Montpanasse and the shop was about the close.  I leapt on the Metro and travelled across Paris, jumped out and ... found that I'd come to the wrong place.  There are two shops.  One in Montpanasse that doesn't stock what Sha wanted and one very close to the Gare Du Nord.  Unfortunately, I couldn't get back in time :(  Sorry Sha.

Bonn
Instead of being jammed in the metro again I decided to walk back.  That was a bit crazy. I got lost, but ate in a place called Hippopotamus. Google says that walk is 8km, but I think that my route was not the most direct.  I walked past the Jardin du Luxembourg, the Sorbonne, past Notre Dame, the Hotel de Ville, across to the Centre Pomipdou (twice as I seemed to have gone around in a circle at that point), stopped in a smelly cheese shop ... oh, I also bought a postcard for Eddy, but I can't find a stamp.  I was told to go to a tabac. So I went into one that seemed very French (just like in Amelie).  They didn't have international stamps.  So, another thing that I couldn't get.  Then I walked through the African area. That was interesting.  Lots of African guys having their hair cut.  Finally, I'm back at the hotel.





Arrival into Koln

The scary Koln cathedral

Finally, I found the Rhine

Koln

For Sha ... you can get Asian food in Europe!

Or you can eat German food!

Doesn't really need a caption -- got to Paris!


Hotel de Ville

My hotel!

The view from my window!