I have succumbed to donning a pair of geek glasses; even if it is just to rip the piss out of everyone else wearing them. I’m not sure why they’re such a trend, to me they look comical more than anything. However, more importantly, how fantastically shaped is my eyebrow?
In other news, for the past two weeks I have been feeling nauseous, have constant indigestion (even when I haven’t eaten), headaches, feeling tired and occasionally being sick. At first I worried I could have been pregnant (which would have been a total pain in the ass considering my situation with Ben, which, by the way, has not improved.) but I did a test which came back negative, and on top of this, my kidneys began to hurt. So, I decided it was time to go to the doctors.
However, I never changed to a closer practice after moving house, as I knew I wouldn’t be here long, but because of the fact uni has early morning starts and my practise disallowing to pre-book appointments in advance (meaning you have to call on the day), getting an appointment hasn’t been easy. So I decided to try out the walk-in centre that recently opened in the city.
I was seen to very quickly (as in within 1 minute), but oh my God, the service is terrible. I explained my symptoms, and all she kept hounding me about was how I might be pregnant, despite telling her I had already done a test and it had returned negative. Her other offered opinions were food poisoning; which she suggested going on a fast of just apple juice and dry toast and see how I feel, or that I’m stressed, which I admit was highly likely, but her advice? See how I feel in a month, and if it gets too much, go back to my parents for a week. And on the way out, she asked me if I would like to take some condoms with me.
….:|
NO, I WOULD NOT LIKE SOME CONDOMS, THANKS. I WANT AN ACTUAL CONFIRMED DIAGNOSIS.
So after wasting my time in the walk-in centre, I went to my GP’s anyway. The walk-in centre was a waste of time and I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone, unless you’re basically dying, in which case I suggest going to hospital.
It turned out, in the finish that I have Pyelonephritis, which is basically a kidney infection. I don’t seem to have much luck with my kidneys, huh? My GP never even mentioned pregnancy, or food poisoning, which just goes to show, really. Because I don’t know what caused my kidney stones yet, or what type of infection it is, I had to be put on broad spectrum antibiotics (which made me smile as it made me think of House, I’m such a loser) and on Friday I have to call up and see if the antibiotics given to me will cure the infection or whether I’ll need to start a new course of treatment.
…Suffice to say, lesson learnt! I hadn’t expected it to be a kidney infection, or associated with my kidneys at all, but it all kind of makes sense now. I think stress is still a big part of it, so after my infection clears I might go back to the doctors about that.
I’m hungry. I’ll go get food later. Maybe.
♥: Hungry.
♪: Pure Reason Revolution – Asleep Under Eiderdown