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[hathycol]

Yeah.

Okay.

Found out the reason for general ill-temperedness recently. Virus, sneaky little bastard, has managed to weave its way completely into my system. I, for the first time ever, do not want to go into details because you all don't need to know.



I'm disgustingly healthy, as a rule. It's fab. This week was Period Week so I tend to ignore anything to do with my internal workings as heaven knows m body is a law unto itself at that point. When, however, the period is over and the body is still going haywire in the way that only a girls can. Blood is Not Good in that way and results in lots of panic. I've been a fair amount of pain recently, but I killed it with paracetamol and just generally assumed it would go away. Given the crippling pain of this morning, it wasn't.

Anyway. One trip of the NHS website, being told to "PHONE NHS DIRECT IMMEDIATELY" involved lots of blind panic, I did so, nurse was very nice, phoned me back with a specialist, who promptly got me an emergency appointment at the hospital.

It could have been one of two things - one is Very Very Bad and my have indicated the big C word (argharghargh I know this which is why I panicked a lot) and the other is just Bad and involves lot of kidney pain but an interesting cocktail of drugs should shift it.

Fortunately, I am in the latter camp.

However, before I knew this, I burst into tears down the phone at my Dad, then Mum (who just asked stupid fucking questions) and then feeling entirely alone despite not wanting to worry him, I phoned Simon who was much more help. I didn't want to freak out my housemates too much.

Today has absolutely sucked so far. It's probably all karmic - had a great weekend and have a great one coming but right now I am a fair amount of pain again and also still shaking slightly on the basis that being told first thing in the morning "Okay, we've made you an emergency appointment because this is really rather urgent" is bad.

Hmmph. Cheese toastie time. Sorry for the spam. I think I'm going to go back to bed. I'm still in post-terror, given that the doctor said to me "Okay, this could be very bad or it might just be able to be sorted out with anti-biotics. Give me a few minutes..." WHAT? ARGH.

[eta: just recieved a phone call from Simon. Who is travelling up to St Andrews. From Cambridge. For a day. To see me. Because he is worried about me. This is possibly the most romantic and sweet thing that has ever happened to me. I am melty and sleepy from anti-biotics. But oh god wow.]

~Hathy_Col~

Comments

[kelemvor.livejournal.com]

You have a right to feel scared, and if you feel like E-mailing me your term address, I will send you some cheese from work.
For I work for a large dairy manufacturer, and we have a staff shop with products at (nearly) cost.

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

Consider my e-mail sent off- we're all for the cheese in this house!

[trav28.livejournal.com]

Thank god you're ok - I had a kidney infection about 2 years ago and that scared the bejeesus out of me. Try and rest up and relax (I know it sounds trite) and get well soon. If you need anything mailing up to help out (apart from cold hard cash cos I'm broke ;) ) Drop me a line!

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

I am doing naught by resting, what with the fact the drugs are making me sleep like a mother. Except for at normal times, which results in manic cleaning at 1.00am before I pass out again.

*yawns*

But thank you.

[tashmania.livejournal.com]

That's so lovely of Simon, you're very lucky :) Hope you get better soon honey.

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

He is rather lovely, isn't he? *glows*

And so do I! Thank you.

[kestrel-de-hara.livejournal.com]

He's very cute. I want to pet him for that but he'd only pressure point me to death.

Hope you get the drugs

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

(Simon read this comment while he was here and he says that yes, he would. So you know.)

Thankies! I have drugs and they make me sleep.

[sevenhelz.livejournal.com]

*pets him anwyay*
xx

[elyim.livejournal.com]

:/ scary Mclary. Don't die please.

Aw bless, that's so cute.

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

Not going to die! Prepping the house for your arrival and everything!

And he is. I keep telling him this.

[jennnlee.livejournal.com]

I wish I could send you cheese but I think it would be in pretty bad shape once it got there.

I hope you're feeling better...that kind of shit is scary. Glad you've avoided the big C though.

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

Never mind. We have enough cheese being sent as it is. *grins*

And thanks! Feeling a lot better bar the need to sleep ALL THE TIME.

[helonlegs.livejournal.com]

*hugs* you'll be ok, you'll just be high from all the drugs they'll pump you full of. Awww thats really sweet, take care of yourself
xx

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

I'd love to be high from all the drugs, I'm just sleeping instead. *yawns*

[helonlegs.livejournal.com]

Sleepings probably better for you anyway, I want to sleep for an entire day. I want to tape a whole load of accents from down here then send them to you so when you feel homesick you just listen to the sound of a scouse accent :P

[emmysuze.livejournal.com]

Thank goodness for NHS Direct! Although their website allows you to diagnose yourself with hundreds of diseases at least you are able to speak to a human at the weekend who can help you and get things moving. I hope everything sorts itself out soon hun. Make sure you let your department's student support coordinator know so you can get time off uni and have notes and stuff sent to you.

Get well soon xxx

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

I actually have no idea what I would have done without someone to talk calmly to me and make me an appointment.

Time off uni? *laughs hollowly* I should be so bloody lucky. I think they require an actual limb from your amputation as a reason not be there.

[sevenhelz.livejournal.com]

*pets you*
xx