Yes, it's true, only death would have prevented me from being at the generator installation on Thursday.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
Back among the living again!
Yes, last Friday morning at work I sort of collapsed. I managed to be discrete about it, call a cab and get home to bed toute suite. From there it was a descent into hell. Monumental pain and cycles of high fever breaking to drenching sweats only to start over again. The pain? No way to describe it, bad enough that I could not read, think, at times could not stay conscious. But there was no way I would go to an emergency room on a Friday night. Assuming I could make it down the stairs to a taxi, which is a lot to assume since the 12 foot journey to my bathroom was a major effort. There was no way I could sit in a waiting room.
So it went through the weekend, till Monday morning when I phoned my doctor's office and was immediately given an emergency appointment. So - 4 days in absolute agony, no food, only ice water to drink and it turns out I have a raging kidney infection. No nonsense about NHS budget drugs, my doctor prescribed new heavy duty specific fast acting antibiotics.
I called Alan to let him know what was up and ask where I could get the script filled and he offered to come home immediately and get it filled for me so I could go right back to bed. I gratefully accepted - and just that - called a cab, went home and fell into bed. Just as well Alan was on the way home as I had trouble making it up the stairs and it was possible he might have found me on the stairs waiting for him. By 2pm I had taken the first antibiotic tablet. Its 2 a day for 3 days.
So no food for 4 days - I finally had a croissant and some sweet coffee at 6pm. I may have a soft boiled egg later with a slice of toast.
I'm starting to feel somewhat human again and the pain is reducing. The fever is still running but that will break soon.
Yes, last Friday morning at work I sort of collapsed. I managed to be discrete about it, call a cab and get home to bed toute suite. From there it was a descent into hell. Monumental pain and cycles of high fever breaking to drenching sweats only to start over again. The pain? No way to describe it, bad enough that I could not read, think, at times could not stay conscious. But there was no way I would go to an emergency room on a Friday night. Assuming I could make it down the stairs to a taxi, which is a lot to assume since the 12 foot journey to my bathroom was a major effort. There was no way I could sit in a waiting room.
So it went through the weekend, till Monday morning when I phoned my doctor's office and was immediately given an emergency appointment. So - 4 days in absolute agony, no food, only ice water to drink and it turns out I have a raging kidney infection. No nonsense about NHS budget drugs, my doctor prescribed new heavy duty specific fast acting antibiotics.
I called Alan to let him know what was up and ask where I could get the script filled and he offered to come home immediately and get it filled for me so I could go right back to bed. I gratefully accepted - and just that - called a cab, went home and fell into bed. Just as well Alan was on the way home as I had trouble making it up the stairs and it was possible he might have found me on the stairs waiting for him. By 2pm I had taken the first antibiotic tablet. Its 2 a day for 3 days.
So no food for 4 days - I finally had a croissant and some sweet coffee at 6pm. I may have a soft boiled egg later with a slice of toast.
I'm starting to feel somewhat human again and the pain is reducing. The fever is still running but that will break soon.
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