Christmas approached and a very un-festive headache sent me searching for paracetamol in the middle of the night. The next morning saw no improvement and a general “malaise” had set in featuring the previously mentioned headache now accompanied by general aching joints and lethargy. A couple of days of further demise and a visit to the out of hours Doctor on Christmas Eve resulted in a diagnosis of flu. It certainly didn’t feel like a regular cold virus, so although unwelcome flu felt about right at the time apart from the absence of significant respiratory symptoms. Christmas Day arrived and was duly spent in bed with soaring body temperatures, times spent above 40 degC were particularly uncomfortable. Boxing Day saw further deterioration and this time the out of hours Doctor came to visit. Perplexed, he felt a kidney infection possible due largely to the excruciating back pain that had by now developed. Antibiotics were prescribed but the condition worsened in the next few hours with much time being spent at the previously described body temperature. An ambulance was called but the Paramedics, considering a diagnosis of “flu”, called Cumberland Infirmary and were duly refused permission to transport an infected individual to the hospital as a precaution against introducing the virus to their wards! The next 48 hours saw a further slide into delirium and back pain the like of which I had never known, before a second 999 call produced a crew which opted to turn on the blue lights first and answer questions at the infirmary later. There was a frenzy of activity that night as initial attempts to identify the source of infection produced no leads and efforts to bring down spiralling temperatures continued, I can’t recall all of the details but do remember well being placed on a spinal board and sent for a set of X-rays to rule out a fractured spine such was the back pain. A further 48 hours of i.v. fluids and anti-biotics saw body temperature return to normal and a general return to “wellness”- discharge resulted in being home for New Year with still no indication of the source of infection.
I always have, and still do, regard the outdoors as a place where well-being is enhanced. This sobering experience tested my trust in this thinking, the nearest I’ve got to considering the concept of “betrayal” in the outdoors.