Losing a blog

Losing a blog you’ve typed is miserable, it never seems genuine when you retype it. So I’m going to instead write a new version of the old one I just tried to post and lost...

Firstly, I’d like to inform you all that I have been paid. Yup. Awesome.

Secondly, I have had a good week so far, mainly cos I’m not oncall this week at all which is great. Did have a baby die this morning, but they were very sick form birth. Also one of the pregnant mums dies over the w/e, which sucks, but also expected. She was HIV+ve and had defaulted (stopped herself) taking her ARV meds (antiretroviral meds for HIV). She came in in end stage AIDs with no immune response to speak of. We put her on TB treatment but she died shortly after a premature labour delivering her dead baby. Sad. And apparently we now have a problem with the ARVs supplies from the drugs people and only have enough for 1 week unless they send more. This is a disaster since when taking ARVs it is vital not to forget any tabs or have any break since the HIV virus mutates v quickly and if given half a chance will become resistant to the ARVS, then you are screwed.

ON to cheerier thing, I am on a new fitness regime. I promised myself I’d return from SA a tanned svelte goddess, and so far that hasn’t been realised (mostly due to stress induced chocolate/crisp gobbling). Kim = tan – svelte goddess currently. So, I am now a founding member of ‘The Fit Four’ which consists of me, Monique and Liz (both work at hosp) and our new personal trainer Peter Grant. He is delighted because he gets to boss us around a lot. We are pleased because someone tells us what to do. Win win. He is running a secret circuits class from our living room twice a week. It is secret and we don’t want to spread the word because a) not enough room in our living room for loads of sweaty people b) don’t want other annoying super fit girls to turn up and put me to shame (I’m horrid aren’t I?) and c) because the name
‘The Fit Four’ reminds me of Famous Five and they always had a secret or two.

Anyway, Pete’s been really resourceful eg using the step outside for step up exercises, using 5L water bottles for weights, incorporating thai boxing stuff too. The down side is we have to listen to his music tastes because he’s made a playlist for ‘workout time’. He even downloaded a timer from the internet which beeps at minute intervals for the circuit changes – I think he’s found a new vocation. We are slightly scared of him in trainer mode though. He has threatened that if he sees us eating chocolate or crisps he is allowed to shout “drop and give me twenty”. Oh crap!
This w/e should be fun. Off to a place called Hole in The Wall, so named because of the cliff out to sea which has been eroded away making a hole (see picture). Eight of us are staying in this big house and we plan on plenty of Braai action, Frisbee, reading, sunbathing. Maybe go to whiteclay for calamari. Awesome.

The following w/e I’m working, then the one after is Durban time for Comrades race for Pete. I’m excited since Monique and Liz are going too and they’re from Durban and know the shops and sights well. Oh yes, clothes shopping here I come, I have been starved of civilisation for months now, and SA has rubbish clothes shops. However, they’ve promised me that Durban is awesome for shopping. Pete is ok with all this as long as I’m at the finish line on the Sunday. Fortunately for me it isn’t like WHW race, and no support group is allowed. Shucks, gutted!! No ambrosia cream rice/flapjack rocky bucket mess. So, I’ll just have to spend the time wisely, by shopping.

So, the Fit Four tour to Durban soon, though only Peter will be exercising that w/e – unless you count carrying clothes to the changing rooms to try on as a kind of exercise? I’ll let you know how it goes.