Okay, so for a change it's been a while however I had to blog about this weeks events as otherwise no one is ever going to believe me.
Well the weekend was shit as Mat was being a twat - he won't mind me saying, I also had the headache from hell. Didn't sleep very much, probably about 2-3 hours.
Monday, felt a bit crap, flu like really, I then get a call to say my aunt had died suddenly - all very sad. Visited my ma to make sure she was okay, came home, as changing for bed I noticed a little blister like blotch on my thigh, didn't think too much of it, I get waxed, ingrown hairs etc, sorry boys too much info?? Went to bed, couldn't sleep, got up at 5 after about 2 hours sleep.
Tuesday, up at 5, now have toothache! I'm sitting working, I scratch my neck, I feel what I think is a spot, although it really hurts as I scratch it, I don't worry too much. About an hour lately, I lightly scratch above my t shirt line on my chest and again it hurts, I look down to see what looks like a blister that i've just burst. I think this is odd, I go upstairs and look in the mirror, I notice another couple of blister like spots, I remove my top, they're all over my back and neck and some on my front - this doesn't look good! I make a call to the docs, appointment booked. Doc confirms, I have adult chicken pox!!! Seriously I'm 34 and I have chicken pox, whats that about??
Did I mention that I babysat for Libby, Mats niece, a couple of weeks ago, she had chicken pox. I babysat as no one in Mats family have had the pox, I have, though apparently having 1 spot as a child doesn't immunise you for life!!
Anyway, I go to collect my prescription and realise that irrelevant of the various pain killers I have taken that day my toothache is getting worse. I order my anti-viral tablets and buy and take some co-codamol, these still do nothing for the pain. I return home feeling pants, tell Mat to take cover and realise that I need to tell Phil n Vicki that I may have infected their child....
At about 11pm I call the emergency dentist, OMG!!!! I cannot believe how much pain I was in!! I also call Mat, who arrives on his white horse (well, battered mini) to take me to Baker St and the emergency driller, eek!! The dentist very kindly tells me after scanning my mouth and an xray that he can see an infection, I have cracked a tooth and he believes I have an abcess, at this point, I am on the verge of tears, I know, me??!! Have I mentioned my horrific fear of dentists....... He then proceeds to tell me that he can put me out of my misery for a mere £485!!
They asked me if I wanted Mat in with me, yeah right, Mr Squeamish himself..... After 3 injections I was a bit more comfortable until I saw a huge needle and the dentist said this will be the most painful part and in it went into the roof of my mouth, oooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!
After that I didn't care, couldn't even open my eye properly there was so much anesthetic in me, anyway they did what they had to and 40 minutes later we were on our way. Again got about 2 hours sleep, doing well so far......
Wednesday I awake feeling a bit sick but remarkably not in any pain. I take pain killers just in case, along with my anti-viral tablets and now two lots of anti-biotics from the dentist, at this point I think I should probably check with the doc in case the interfere with each other, they don't. My mum then feels the need to ask if they interfere with my contraceptive pill, given that Mat and I are in separate houses I don't see it as a problem - seriously, what is she thinking, I have chicken pox, had like no sleep, an abcess and he's staying at his mums in order to avoid the pox, good grief!!
Today is also funeral day, to which I can't attend.... I spend the day feeling particularly shit and very sorry for myself, I have also begun to itch, its really not good. I have a constant sick feeling and wonder if its the antibiotics, at about 10pm I am violently sick and again, and again. This can become painful when very little has been eaten. I go to bed and pass out.
So brings us to today and I am blogging in the hope that nothing else happens. Today I have been better, no sickness so i'm putting that down to the anesthetic. I even managed to eat food and have a bicarbonate of soda bath!! Though I can't wash my hair as its just too sore, therefore it is minging!! George, i'm taking a leaf out of your book ;-)
Mat keeps delivering me food parcels and I mean delivering, he appears at the window, I open the door, he leaves bags, I shut door, we wave through the window.
Despite feeling a bit better in myself, I am now bored shitless as I am being quarantined and can't even have visitors, hence why I have found the time to blog!!
Right i'm now off to bed in the hope that I may actually get a proper nights sleep.
Night Night!!
