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Perhaps you're wondering why a post didn't turn up last night. On second thoughts, you probably didn't notice. Anyway. It was because I was miserably sick. On Christmas afternoon my throat started to get a bit scratchy; it wasn't that uncomfortable, but I knew what it meant. By evening I was beginning to feel the phlegm build-up. I hardly slept that night and felt horrible the next morning. All yesterday I threw every resource I had at the sickness - rest, water, copious doses of a potent herbal tonic, a whole bulb of garlic - The Works, save antibiotics which I was trying to avoid. Nothing much seemed to happen, though I did have a better sleep last night. I woke this morning (feeling a lot better, though that's often the case early in the day) to find that my mom had booked me an appointment with a local GP. So I went along and (surprise) he prescribed antibiotic drugs to get rid of the infection. So I bought them and have taken them and am swiftly recovering. I wonder now though if things would've taken the same course had I persisted with the natural method as I'd intended to. I'll never know now, I suppose. Things like this happen quite often: I've abandoned one course for another, unsure in the end whether it really made any difference. It's silly to worry about such things, any relevant choices have been frozen in the past, but I can't help it. If I had just persevered, if I hadn't been so hasty, if I'd not made the jump - would anything be different? Lewis' Aslan said "No one is told what would have happened," and it's quite true. There are not, as far as we know, multiple universes in which every possible choice is played out, therefore the reality which we create is the only one which does, or ever will, exist. Anything else is just futile theorizing. Often, on this twisted earth, we do things and make choices that we have cause to question or regret later. That's normal, if a little saddening. But the only question we need ask ourselves is What should I do next time?