My bowels are just fine, thank you

A few days ago I got the feeling I was catching a cold. You know the feeling - you have a sort of almost sinus headache, and your nose doesn't feel quite right, and your throat is a tiny bit scratchy. There's a funny taste in your mouth and it's almost but not quite like you've got a cold. You don't have a cold. You have a pre-cold.

Since then I've been eating mikans (mandarin oranges) until my skin has turned yellow. I've also been cleaning out my sinuses twice a day, and taking a kind of Kampo medicine that often helps, helping myself to large doses of Vitamin C, and indulging in more than the usual spoonfuls of Manuka honey, because it's good for everything (and besides, it tastes heavenly).

So far my assault on this impending cold seems to be working. Today I feel fine. But earlier I was reading over some old blog entries - I've been blogging for a year! (I deleted some of the earliest archives, but really, it's been a year!) and wondered if perhaps I shouldn't fight this pre-cold quite so determinedly. If I actually get a cold, I will have an excuse to visit the obliging Dr Sanada again, and get some more of his wonderful medicine. It was thanks to Dr Sanada that I had my first ever flying dream, and I haven't had one since.

Also, it's a long time since anybody asked me how my bowels were.