Showing posts with label Tripoli area. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tripoli area. Show all posts

Tuesday, 3 August 2010

Itching , scratching allergy?? ,duh ???




I have developed an itch on my limbs and have been scratching on and off at times till I can no longer and I bruise myself and think my gorgeous arms will o longer be a pice to look at . Realizing that I stop only to commence as the itch starts to get to me again.

This has been going on for several weeks now.. Some told me it’s a “3ein “( devil’s/bad eye )due to marrying of three daughters in less than two years . It sounds as if it’s a mission accomplished and Im now labeled a successful lady !Anyways to get back to my itch which is a weird thing to share ,but I want to in case somebody is suffering from the same symptoms ..

The first question asked from relatives and friends is : “have you seen the doctors??”to which my reply is;”seen them?I practically live with them”! . I’ve been to numerous doctors on the advice of the newest in town who as is said here in Tripoli: “just came back from Germany , England, USA etc.this means the fresher and newer ones (doctors) are the best unlike our experienced docs who just continue to do things as they did when first they graduated doing what little they can due to having lost credibility in the Medical System.

At first my so called rash was diagnosed as being a virus ! hmm from where I’d ask ( I think all doctors in the Tripoli area will soon black list me if not done so already for the too many questions I ask. It is my right to ask and for them to answer, I will not stop asking . I love to be informed ,so before my visits I do my research to have my questions ready and shoot .

Until now I have used antibiotics, creams, gels, disinfecting germ killing body shampoos which made feel sicker still as I felt like a moving hospital. The scent and taste of the medication was also coming up to my throat and a burning sensation leaving me feeling as if Id eating a lot of greasy fried food.Take Alka Seltzer ( West ) or the similar local version ENO.Could I stop the medication ?

No, doctors orders were to complete the course! Humbug ! Ahh I forgot to mention with the medication loosing its effect the irritation and need for scratching would start over and wherever Id be questioned asking what my problem was while they too scratched obviously what goes around comes around as they say hehehehehehe!
Gosh I must be contagious ! packing up my suitcase and headed to Tunis for yet another diagnosis – will be back soon if not pass this on hehehehehe

I am blessed to have such a great sense of humour which inherited from my deceased father.Wonder when I’ll join him? hmmm

Thursday, 13 May 2010

A visit to the old city ......part 1

Last week my daughter ,her hubby and myself went to visit the old city...Daughter's hubby just loves the old city and asked me to go with them for a cup of coffee and a stroll . I was so happy to accept as I haven't been there for ages,here are the pics I took -hope you enjoy them .

there are 3 churches-as you can see below...









Sunday, 21 March 2010

Happy Mothers and Childrens Day from Tripoli - Libya!


From reading many poems about mothers day , which impressed me most was this one.

Dear Loli, we sure miss your poems ,congrats and many blessings on your new marriage.


The mother in me....

Happy and grateful of having had the perfect mum
But sad at the same time
For no one will say as well for me
Nor call me by natures name
Yes, childless I am
Lucky all say I am ;though I believe not


The mother in me
Is atrocious at times
To a point of insanity
Maybe that being why
I have come to remain childless
Overprotective and controlling
I may have become
From fear of losing something so precious and divine

The mother in me
A child is a bond between two loved ones
Which will unite them to eternity
Even if should they chose to part
An added contribution of love it is
For think they not when the nest is open
And fly away it may seem
As they will be back with offspring
Ecstatic their mum will be


The mother in me
How , Oh how I wish someone would
Call me mummy,mama,or mother
Natures name in the making
Not because a childless woman gives off
An incomplete nature to all observers
As the craving to mothering is strong and strenuous
And pretense is easily seen

The mother in me
Tried all I could
But to no avail
To hear little footsteps
Running and giggling away
Dreams and wishes are just that
But reality is a different showcase
Which I have to face and hopefully accept

Lolitta Ali (Lamaan Ali Shuehdi)

Thursday, 22 October 2009

Rats YUCK !

From the side we can see the entrance of trap



The drain loaded with rubbish which was cleaned just last week -what a shame



As I was cooking lunch for the family ,my daughter came in and screamed : Mama we have rats in our street !" "What ???, said I, as she took me by surprise .

"Rats ?" I asked with great shock and disgust....

Here are pics of the trap set in our street Yuck !
The trap consists of poison and is open at both ends ;so when that the rat enters eats the stuff and runs out ; and dies within two hours .

I'm ok with most animals though not a wild love for them have pets but mice and rats aren't my favourite