Did you spot the foolish assertions in my last post?
Let’s revisit for a second. I’d been ill for three days, then working late on my gardening assignment for three days and then, then, I decided it was the perfect time to spend a weekend painting the house.
Was that a good idea? No. It was a ridiculously bad idea and, guess what, I’m back in bed again today with the dreaded mastitis once again.
It’s a most gigantic pain in the arse (or, more accurately, a gigantic pain in the boob) and my levels of patience with being a patient, already low after three days cooped up, are dwindling even further.
The good news? No vomiting this time, hurrah, and the very wonderful SELDOC (South East London’s out of hours doctor service) prescribed me some new antibiotics at 8pm last night and let us send a taxi over to collect them.
So, once again, here I am, looking at the white walls of the spare room, agitating about everything I should be up and doing, but instead lying on a hot water bottle (which I have just discovered has been leaking actually, arggghhh) to try and ease the aching bone pain in my back.
I’ve got to say, in my experience of not-especially-serious illnesses, mastitis is a pretty grim one. The pain isn’t too bad as that can be relieved by a constant supply of paracetamol and ibuprofen, but the fevers, the chills, the night sweats, the nausea, the dizziness and the bone aches are a truly horrible combination.
Anyway, on days like today I am hugely thankful for my Kindle (I’m re-reading The Secret Garden which is rather wonderful and wholesome and, of course, all about gardening, whoop whoop), my trusty laptop (on which I am writing now and on which I have been having a good old catch up of all sorts of fabulous blog posts) and my iPhone for perusing hundreds of lovely photos on instagram from people who are not lying in bed, but out and about doing wonderfully photogenic things.
And who knows, with an unexpected extra day in bed, I might actually get round to finishing some of the millions of half-written blog posts that have been sitting in draft since the start of the year.
In all things a silver lining, eh?
5 thoughts on “…Postscript”
Poor you – although my mastitis days are well and truly over (hooray) i do remember how vile it makes you feel. Stay warm and cosy. X
Oh dear, hope it improves and remember to take things a bit easier until you’re back at 100%
We,myself and husband,got the flu this year ,tried just staying in 1day so we went back to work and got a relapse.nothing worse than being sick with the hubby,their such babies!
So sorry you’re having a recurrence, I remember vividly how rotten mastitis makes you feel. I do hope you’re able to take it really easy and that you feel completely better soon. CJ xx
Ooooh, so sorry to hear you are “under the weather”. Is that term used in Britain? I always thought it a bit odd. I have just scheduled a trip to London in May and wrote a blog post mentioning it and saw yours. BTW, will the weather in London in early May be lovely and will things be blooming all over.