Here we can all be heard for a little while. Part 3

Back from the clinic. I've been diagnosed with an inflamed ear-canal, likely brought on by a viral infection. Because it's a virus, the advised treatment is rest and painkillers. I have therefore stocked up on the most powerful over the counter drugs I can get, and I've decided sod it - all ibuprofen will do is antagonise my stomach, it won't actually kill me and I'd rather have some heartburn which I can drink milk to deal with than pain in my face.

What follows is a rant. Feel free to overlook this.

Firstly, which braniac decided that clinic waiting rooms should be self-amplifying echo chambers? I'd really like to know. When your head and your ear are throbbing, the last thing you need is every conversation, every footstep, every drunk orderly with a trolley clattering into the wall amplified and repeated!

Secondly, kids. Yes, I get it. When you're waiting for two hours or whatever, waiting rooms are boring. Really, really boring. They're boring enough for adults so for kids they must be mind-numbing. But do we not insist on some level of control over them anymore? No fewer than six kids were climbing around, running across chairs and generally making an absolute, unpleasant hole of themselves. Half of them ended up tripping, falling or something else and then screeching to high heavens... in the aforementioned self-amplifying echo-chamber.

Thirdly, I'm not sure how attractive I look when I've not really made much of an effort and am clearly in pain, but if anyone, ever, winks at me, three times, in a clinic waiting room again then at least I can guarantee them a higher place in the queue to remove a biro.

Fourthly, mum. I love my mum but sometimes I question to what level that love is reciprocated? Yes, she raised me. She's put a roof over my head... but sometimes I don't think she quite understands that I'm not a T-1000. Before I left, she asked me to get her some chocolate while I was out - I did mutter that I was going to a hospital walk-in clinic and not the shops but okay, whatever.

Of course, having not anticipated a two hour wait in an increasingly loud room full of out of control children that I may very well write to The Daily Mail about, and some leering pervert who I can only hope was there due to some unfortunate accident involving his plums, I had to set about finding an open pharmacy. Google on my phone directed me to the closest one - I hope I never venture to that area again. The area looked what I imagine Mordor would look like if Bush and Blair had decided to "intervene" in the War of the Ring.

Anyway, drugs acquired. I wasn't about to loll around Tesco at that time looking for chocolate. I find Tesco seems to expand like that blob from the horror movie The Blob and even getting from the door to the checkout is too far when your head is throbbing and you probably shouldn't really be driving. However, the KFC was open! Huzzah! So I popped in, bought myself a meal, bought mum a meal and I bought her some chocolate ice-cream thing in a ball.

Oh this was not acceptable to her. "I asked for chocolate"... followed by "How come you were out so long?"

Note that none of the questions out of her mouth were "So what did they say?" or "How did it go?"

Hmm...

Though to be fair, I suppose she was probably concerned that I had been gone a while and much like I've just done with this post, had a moan to make herself feel better.

Anyway, rest and painkillers. That's what I've been ordered to do. Oh chance would be nice.

My memory foam mattress topper has been dispatched! Might come tomorrow

Thanks, Torry.

And sorry for the moaning everyone. Maybe I can sleep a bit better tonight now I'm stocked up on painkillers and won't be quite as grumpy tomorrow.

Guys I have a confession to make

Penguin diet/ED

I have been binge eating the last few days since lego man ended.

I was not to bad and had reduced it down a lot. But over the last few days it has ramped up again.

Sorry!!!

Penguin end

Yours

calley x

Torry_Quine wrote: »

Cally don't be hard on yourself, you're going through a tough time. Hugs

Nope just an idiot to think that someone would actually be interested in having a relationship with me.

I don't why I pretend I am anything than a big fcuk up. My own family could not give monkeys so really can't see why anyone else would.

At least the fatter I get no one will want me so I can't get hurt again.

Yours

Calley X

Lambyr - your night sounds horrible. Glad you got seen though. Try to take ibuprofen with food if it hurts your stomach. Can you ask for a phone appointment with your GP - they can give you something that helps with the stomach tolerance thing - think it's called omeprazole. Not medical advice, just a suggestion.

Also sorry your mum wasn't more sympathetic. That must be really hard.

I have my memory foam pillow and silk pillowcase but the right side of my face and ear are hurting - also my preferred sleeping side, so it's kind of wasted right now: Super comfy though..