Wibble
OK, it seems I have 'the death' (yes, yes, overly dramatic)
I've been coughing for aagggeeesss. Like...more than a month. Which is rather annoying. And more than a little wearing.
But first I figured it was just a little bleurgh from all the smoke etc at work...then I thought it was just a little cold, then a little chesty cough. And now...I'm forced to admit it might be sorta more seriousish.
So I've re-registered with my old doctor's surgery (not having been for about 5 years means they threw me off the books) and got myself an appointment for tomorrow. Will means taking an hour or so off work, but it's worth it.
I'm hoping the doc can give me some magic that'll make me all better. At the mo all I'm doing is taking Anadin for the pain.
But as Jojo ::huggles him:: points out, in that rational way of his...waking up half drowned cos your respiratory system is full of blood and goo can't be normal...and after 3 weeks...really really not normal. In fact, the whole blood element should probably have had me beating a path to the doc's door quite some time ago...but I'm stupid and stubborn.
Today I feel the worse I've felt. Shakey, short of breath, tired, headachey, all that, yo.
(And Mins, I had my blood pressure checked a coupla weeks ago and it's totally fine.) So...yay, fun, hopefully the doc can actually work out what might be wrong.
Current helpful comments from my workmates (who all are apparently doctors as well as steelworkers) are that I have TB, The Plague, Death or Pleurisy. Nice.
I've been coughing for aagggeeesss. Like...more than a month. Which is rather annoying. And more than a little wearing.
But first I figured it was just a little bleurgh from all the smoke etc at work...then I thought it was just a little cold, then a little chesty cough. And now...I'm forced to admit it might be sorta more seriousish.
So I've re-registered with my old doctor's surgery (not having been for about 5 years means they threw me off the books) and got myself an appointment for tomorrow. Will means taking an hour or so off work, but it's worth it.
I'm hoping the doc can give me some magic that'll make me all better. At the mo all I'm doing is taking Anadin for the pain.
But as Jojo ::huggles him:: points out, in that rational way of his...waking up half drowned cos your respiratory system is full of blood and goo can't be normal...and after 3 weeks...really really not normal. In fact, the whole blood element should probably have had me beating a path to the doc's door quite some time ago...but I'm stupid and stubborn.
Today I feel the worse I've felt. Shakey, short of breath, tired, headachey, all that, yo.
(And Mins, I had my blood pressure checked a coupla weeks ago and it's totally fine.) So...yay, fun, hopefully the doc can actually work out what might be wrong.
Current helpful comments from my workmates (who all are apparently doctors as well as steelworkers) are that I have TB, The Plague, Death or Pleurisy. Nice.