Oops, I wasn't better after all

[ailbhe]

Total collapse last night followed by midnight doctor visit and big painkillers. Clearly, I wasn't better on Friday, when I went out and let Rob work.

So now I have to spend another two days in bed. This is ridiculous.

The doctor's visit was amusing, though. He knocked on the door while Rob was in the bathroom, and I tried to get off the sofa to answer it, but of course I couldn't, so when Rob let him in, I was crying on the floor. He couldn't hear what I was saying because he had earache and tinnitus, and he couldn't examine me properly because I couldn't bear the lights on and opening my eyes to shine his little torch in them was so excruciatingly painful. I had totally run out of Good Girl-ness, so when he asked if any illness ran in my family, I answered "melodrama, chronic hypochondria and depression," which wasn't very useful. He pawed at my glands and recommended painkillers.

I expect he found it very frustrating. It was a little scene of mutual incomprehensibility.