Wednesday, 17 October 2012

Day 6 - Call the doctor


Well today I decided enough was enough, lack of sleep due to pain and a high temperature I just can't take anymore, so I decided a visit to the GP was in order! I think I actually look worse then yesterday, obviously overdone it, but most people who know me, know I am not one to sit still and do nothing I like to be busy constantly so these next few weeks are going to be a real challenge.

Anyway the long and short of it, the doctor gave me some antibiotics for temperature... she wasn't sure normal antibiotics for bone problems etc so I told her which I am sure is the wrong way round but we came to an agreement, Co-amoxiclav (good choice as got to have liquid form so yummy!).

I have found comfort in both hot and cold packs thanks to Chloe for making me one! Hard to keep it on might have to devise some sort of wrap for my head to keep it on and use my hands at same time.


This is just a wee (good Scottish lingo huh Heather?) sample of what my daily life entails:

Vasaline: Loads of it smothered on my lips as they are so dry and hurt so bad.

Wipes: Mop up anything I miss my mouth with (which at moment is majority of stuff).

Arnica Cream: To reduce the bruising.

Hot/cold packs: Help reduce swelling and bring seconds of comfort

Liquidised Food: Soup, soup and more soup

Syringes: To give myself any oral drink as still not mastered straw.

Pain killers: As much as can possibly get down me including anti-inflammatory ones

Antibiotics: To try and fight this temperature.

Weighed myself at doctors surgery today and lost approx 5lbs over just under a week this isn't bad at all considering I am eating only soup. So now weigh 8 stone 1 so hopefully can keep myself above this however I feel so flipping bloated (cheers Codeine).

Forgot to mention something really sweet, this morning my housemate and her 3 year old daughter prayed for me before they set off for the day.... the normal prayer for healing, feeling better etc however the little one prayed for Auntie Pat Pat (that's what she calls me) not to dribble on mummy!!!  Don't we just love children bringing out our insecurities!.





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