Week 1 – Tuesday
06.02.09
Bit the bullet and have made an appointment to see the nurse about my throat. In the meantime am gargling with oraldene and sucking strepsils like they’re going out of fashion.
Starting to get quite concerned about my throat as my gland feels a bit swollen.
Looked on Internet again and typed in all my symptoms into Google. The result showed that I might have something called quincey. I have never heard of this. I thought quincey was an American TV programme which was aired in the 1970s. Turns out quince throat is very nasty and I may need to be hospitalised with it.
I went into town and bought four bottles of anti bacterial hand gel (I am certain that I would catch MRSA as I am unlucky like that).
I also bought a new dressing gown and two new nighties. Stuck it all on my store card. They can come looking for the payment when I am six feet under. The thing is I can’t go into hospital looking a clip. There might even be an attractive male nurse I could flirt with. One has to make the most of every opportunity no matter what the circumstance.
