After the debacle that was The Sciatica/Back Pain From Hell that left me unable to stand up straight, or even get out of my bed for a while last year, you’d think, surely I have to get a break in the health stakes, right?
Not long after I was able to stand up straight again, I started getting really bad stomach pains – it felt, at first, like stomach acid, and I’m taking a fair few tablets that cause an excess of this, so I’m on Omeprazole to counteract it. I went to my doctor, explained this to him, and he told me to take two Omeprazole a day instead of one.
Over Christmas, I ended up taking three Omeprazole a day, and it wasn’t making a blind bit of difference.
What the pain reminded me of was when I was living in Swords and I got a stomach ulcer. I was throwing up after every meal, I couldn’t lie on a specific side, and I couldn’t eat without serious pain.
That was what this was, but it was a little more bearable, probably due to the fact that I was taking the Omeprazole to begin with.
So, as soon as the doctor’s surgery was re-opened (I called NHS 24 during the holiday and got told I could visit the emergency clinic in Wishaw – WHERE? – at about 4am. My parents were asleep, how would I get there? They couldn’t provide me transport. Thanks, I said, I’ll wait and speak to my doctor.) I got an appointment with Doctor David (the next day!) and went in to speak to him.
Doctor David is amazing. He said that I had to do the helicobacter breath test, but the Omeprazole might make it turn out negative, so he gave me the antibiotics anyway since I already had an ulcer and know what they feel like.
I finished the course on Friday, and I’m back to one Omeprazole a day.
Of course, it doesn’t end there.
If anybody follows me on Twitter, or have me friended on Facebook, they might have noticed me mention something about a pain in my leg. Or the infection in my leg.
I walked out of Doctor David’s office and said, “I swear, I’ll try not to come back for a month.”
I lasted all of about three days before I was back – admittedly not with Doctor David, but with Doctor Simpson.
After starting the antibiotics, I noticed a little itchy, hot-to-the-touch red patch on the front of my left calf on Monday morning. I’d been swimming on Sunday, so I thought I’d pulled a muscle or something. I put some deep heat on it, and went about my business.
By Tuesday, that little itchy red patch looked like this:
On Wednesday, I went to Doctor Simpson. “An infection of the soft tissue in your leg.”
Antibiotics to take, and a cream to put on it.
By Thursday, it looked like this:
Friday, like this:
I think it’s getting better, but it’s still itchy, but it spread exponentially in the first few days, but Doctor Simpson said I should only worry if it spread up towards my knee.
My entire lower left leg has become one massive cankle. My foot gets so swollen at night that I can’t flex my toes back without feeling like my skin’s going to split.
And to top all of this off?
I have the worst cold I’ve had in years, and I’ve had it for more than a week now, because I think my immune system has fled my body in protest. My right ear is blocked, and my eyes are sore and all they want to do is close and stay closed because my sinuses hurt so badly.
All I want to do is go and work out to help me get over this cold faster like I did last year, but my leg hurts so much that even walking up and down the stairs is a chore.
I would just really like to stop coughing up green stuff.
And I would like my leg to return to normal, and stop being a mutant leg, please, and thank you.Let's get social: