Psssst...buddy...wana buy some steroids
Hmmmm, so I went to the doctor this morning (hurrah, hour lie in!) cos, as anyone who's met me will know, I have this sinus thing going on: i.e. it's like I have a cold 24x7, 365 days a week. After a year of it being heinously bad I got fed up. In reflection, that was a hell of a long time to not sort it out, but hey, I'll gloss over that fact for the moment and get down to the nasty details.
Anyway, I sign up for a new Doc who's a real nice chap who has a little chat with me before sticking this telescope up my nose. Nice. And what a brave, brave man! Some might say that this was a little forward but again, we'll gloss over that bit. Turns out I have this common affliction with an odd name like rhinosinusitis or something (I jest you not...and no, it does not mean that I just have a big nose) and he's given me drugs and cream to sort me out. To be specific he has given me steroids of which I have to take six a day! Maximum dosage anyone. Oh well, as long as it sorts this thing out I'll be happy. And my worst fear has been alleviated, I can still drink my whiskey and Bud'. Hurrah!
Oh and random fact: did you know that Bristol, the city I moved to almost a year ago to get out of Cardiff's dusty and damp student accomodation is 'sinus-problem capital of Britain'. Oh, feel the feckin' irony. Don't remember reading that one in the tour-guide...sigh.
Sniffle.
Not entirely sure why I shared that with you and hope you weren't eating at the time...I mean I'm not even gona get onto the urine sample fiasco...that was a joke by the way...they let me take the little tube with me to drop back next week...man will the postman get a nasty surprise...
Anyway, I sign up for a new Doc who's a real nice chap who has a little chat with me before sticking this telescope up my nose. Nice. And what a brave, brave man! Some might say that this was a little forward but again, we'll gloss over that bit. Turns out I have this common affliction with an odd name like rhinosinusitis or something (I jest you not...and no, it does not mean that I just have a big nose) and he's given me drugs and cream to sort me out. To be specific he has given me steroids of which I have to take six a day! Maximum dosage anyone. Oh well, as long as it sorts this thing out I'll be happy. And my worst fear has been alleviated, I can still drink my whiskey and Bud'. Hurrah!
Oh and random fact: did you know that Bristol, the city I moved to almost a year ago to get out of Cardiff's dusty and damp student accomodation is 'sinus-problem capital of Britain'. Oh, feel the feckin' irony. Don't remember reading that one in the tour-guide...sigh.
Sniffle.
Not entirely sure why I shared that with you and hope you weren't eating at the time...I mean I'm not even gona get onto the urine sample fiasco...that was a joke by the way...they let me take the little tube with me to drop back next week...man will the postman get a nasty surprise...