I finished the course of antibiotics. That’s the third different one in the last month. I shouldn’t have any bacteria of any description, my insides must be sterile. Cleaner than a nun in a bath. It’s a shame, really, that they don’t work on your mind. Mine could do with a purge. Reset the foul … Continue reading 34 Graduation Profanation
Sorry about the tease. We had a thunderstorm and just at the most inopportune moment, the power went off, I lost connection to the internet and all my words fucking well ghosted off to the cloud, heaven or hell, with all the single socks and my foul language filter. Or wherever those things go. Alrighty. … Continue reading 33a) Bachelorette Brexit Island (in the Jungle)
So, we had a big storm, and the power blipped and I lost the whole fucking post. Bastards.
I managed to escape the weekend without serious illness, although I can't really say I feel any better, but I certainly feel no worse. The side effects, and list of things to avoid, because of the antibiotics, were somewhat worse than the symptoms of the UTI. No eating within 2 hours either side of taking … Continue reading 32) A Gentleman’s Falafel
I attended the GP to check out my potential urinary infection. I think I might have mentioned before that I have had some mild lower abdominal pain, and some sort of stinging when I pee, ever since I woke up from surgery really. I figured this was probably because of the catheter causing a bit … Continue reading 31) Special bonus – pseudomonas!