4 posts tagged “health”
This Saturday morning's weigh-in showed that I lost 0.4kg, bringing me to within 100g of my target weight!
Weigh-in history so far:
5 January: 85.7kg
12 January: 84.5kg (1.2kg loss)
19 January: 84.7kg (0.2kg gain)
26 January: 84.1kg (0.6kg loss)
2 February: 83.9kg (0.2kg loss)
9 February: 83.1kg (0.8kg loss)
16 February: 82.5kg (0.6kg loss)
23 February: 82.1kg (0.4kg loss)
Total loss: 3.6kg
Still to lose: 0.1kg
When a country's health minister consults witchdoctors, surely not all is well with the nation.
Health minister Manto Tshabalala-Msimang (she who believes AIDS can be fought with garlic and beetroot rather than antiretroviral drugs), says she will continue to consult "traditional healers" (the PC name for witchdoctors) to combat AIDS.
In this day of modern medical science, why must the people of South Africa be burdened with a quack who refuses to emerge from the Dark Ages? I propose that in this banana republic of ours, we change the name of her post to Minister of Alchemy.
That, at least, would be honest.
Are you a good dancer or do you have two left feet? What's your signature dance move?
That's two questions!
1. As the minister of home affairs will readily testify, I am no dancer. In fact, someone with two left feet would look like Fred Astaire next to me. I even get tied up in knots trying to do the Macarena.
2. My signature dance move? Well, I have a few: the dork two-step, the nerd jitterbug, the guy being electrocuted, the pogo, and the penguin - and that's without even trying a move!
Nah, I'll leave the dancing to the very capable minister of home affairs, thank you.
What's your cure for the common cold?
Well, there is no real cure for the cold, but here is what I do to feel a bit better.
I cook some soya mince (I guess I'd use beef if I ate red meat) with crushed chillis and fresh chopped garlic mixed in. And when I say chillis and garlic, I mean so much that you can barely manage to eat the stuff it is so strong.
I then manage to eat it.
Once I have finished, I let the agony in my mouth and throat subside. Once that has happened, I have a tot of neat single malt whisky, and off to bed.
The next morning I usually feel as right as rain. Good medicine.
