- Location
- Somewhere wet & hilly in NW England.
Good news and bad.
The antibiotics making me feel queasy and the toilet bowl looks like Falcon Heavy has launched from it. In between bouts of the squirts I've been asleep most of the day.
My leg still hurts and is so swollen even John Merrick would look alarmed were he to see it.
On the plus side, I'm sure the redness has faded slightly so hopefully the infection is receding.
Thank heavens we're less than 2 miles from Northampton general. The triage nurse took one look and I straight in, waited barely 20 mins for a Doc. I guess they're pretty hot these days on any infection that can get out of control and lead to sepsis and that worked in my favour.
I'm a famous wearer of shorts, sometimes as late into the year as December. Well, no more. I'll still wear them at home and pottering about but I'm not going near anything that looks remotely grassy in shorts, so even it a heatwave it'll be trousers. I've been bitten rotten by creepy crawlies this year and this latest one has just done me in.
I never wear shorts in the Fells or the fields around our house etc. For the very reason you describe.
Sepsis is no fun at all - I had it when I had my kidney problem just over 2 years ago - became a UTI which morphed into Sepsis. High fever, mega-sweats, could barely get out of bed let alone walk, and blood pouring out of my dick. Mrs SD thought I was dying - seriously.
Not good at all.