I was supposed to be taking it easy today. I ended up running around all over the place. Carrying heavy stuff up and down stairs. Driving all around London.
The day started by loading in my first EVER Ocado order. Then at twenty to eleven on a Saturday I correctly gaged it as the right time to go to A&E for something minor. These antibiotics – they’ve been pretty slow in fighting the infection in my gum. 4 days on metronidazole doesn’t seem enough despite the fact it saps my energy. I needed at least one more day to ensure that the course was completed and I wasn’t manufacturing the next generation of bioweapon in my face. Frankly I find erythromycin more effective for dental things, but it isn’t listed as being so. The good thing about this metronidazole is you can’t drink. I would be completely whacked out if I was having alcohol on top of how I’m feeling tonight. The bad thing is, it’s almost as impotent as penicillin these days. Finish your courses, kids!
Half an hour in A&E and I’m in front of a doctor who looks at my gum and agrees with me and grabs two more days from the stash. “Definitely take one more, but the sixth day you might be able to stop. You have to finish the course but this stuff will exhaust you.” She also gives me a pack of codeine. “I know what dental pain is like.” More so than my fucking dentist.
Then I went and got a bed, loaded it into a lift, carried it to the car, shoved it in (just), tied the boot closed with a shoelace, took it home, unloaded it, took it 3 floors in the lift and pulled it up the final one, built a bed, put the mattress on it. Boy helped.
Now I am no longer sleeping on a mattress on the floor. I was drenched in sweat. I had a wash, cooked a chicken korma, went to rehearse the Halloween walk. My legs feel like jelly. I have no desire to be awake. “Just take it easy all day tomorrow,” says Lou and I’m rehearsing from half 3.
I’m just home. Curry was waiting for a quick reheat and it provided a cushion for those pesky antibiotics. Sleep now, thank the lord. I’m pooped. Pain is finally just an occasional background hum, or when I’m biting.
AlBarclay 