If you are one of those who believes that everything happens for a reason and nothing happens by accident then you are going to love this story.
This morning I was chatting to one of our clients in the gym about my continuous infections. Now this fellow knows a bit about infections since his sister, who was a quadraplegic suffered for a long time with them.
What you need, he said, is to speak to a pathologist. Pathologists are experts in identifying bacterial infectious strains and analysing what antibiotic works and which ones are ineffective because of resistance.
I don't suppose you know one, I said. As it happens I do and she just happens to be the head of the biggest laboratory in South Africa.
I don't suppose I could chat with her, after all I'm certain that she is very busy.
Two minutes later I was explaining my situation to her on the phone. She promised to help me get to the bottom of my quest for a killer antibiotic to destroy my infection.
Now it would help if she knew me don't you think..after all why should she help someone she had never met, after a two minute telephone conversation.
By the way, she said, on the way out of the conversation, what happened to you.
Broke my neck in a surfing accident at St Francis Bay (St Francis Bay is a 12 hour drive from where we both live in Johannesburg), in April of this year I said....silence on the other end....you've got to be kidding she said, I know who you are, I was actually on the beach at the time waiting for my son who was also surfing, I saw your accident happen. I was the one who went to find the emergency ambulance for you. I actually spoke to you while you were lying on the sand. How are you?
Well, now I think I have a good chance of getting the expert help I need.....don't you. Pure luck, I don't think so.