Aici sèn pla

This blog started as a daily record to mark our fifth year at Segala. Daily it did not turn out to be but after the year I have decided to continue as an occasional diary - after all I do still like it here or "aici sen pla".


Its our fifth year living at Segala. I have decided to try to mark this year with a daily post ( some days it will be just a photo) of our life over the year. I have trawled my brain for witty titles without success then I remembered the slogan on the T shirts at the fête in Espinas in the summer.


A friend translated it from the occitan for us. It seems to mean something along the lines of I like it here. Very apt for us, "I like it here " is a refrain we use to each other at least daily so that's the plan - Aici sén pla - a year of daily musings from a contented retired expat who thinks herself damned lucky every single day.


Saturday, 18 February 2017

faceache


I learnt a new French word this week - un zona


I have been laid low with an attack of shingles on my face from my scalp to my lips. Very painful and very scary as it was around my useful eye ( the other one being pretty well hopeless). Luckily our local doctor services meant I could get to see a doctor very promptly ( a good deal more quickly than in England) and got the appropriate antiviral medicine in time for it to have an effect. All of this week I have looked like someone who has had a very bad botox experience and then an acid attack.
 
The swelling has gone down a lot now so with a serious amount of make up I can face the world albeit with a droopy eye and lopsided smile. 

 I have even even managed the odd  hour of gardening and uncovered my hellebores which had started flowering under a blanket of old leaves and winter debris.

 
 
Although on the mend I am still very tired all the time and with a bad headache so actvitiy doesn't last long. Our hammock normally lives in the shade for reading on hot sunny afternoons - we have just moved it for "out of season " use so I can rest and read in the lovely spring sunshine rather than curled up ( poorly on chairs) in front of a fire indoors.


 I have been fascinated at the number of people (even those I would normally think quite rational) whose first reaction is to insist I should find someone with a "secret" to " lift the burn". No less than three of the ladies at patchwork claimed the power over burns and un zona. I suspect it is a countryside thing - there are a lot of old fashioned superstitions, some religious , some not still current. Anyway I have been well administered unto although I think perhaps the prompt antiviral treatment may have had the most significant effect ( I'll just keep quiet about that )

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