Tuesday, 22 January 2008

I'm a sick, evil bitch

Ok, this is not something you should read if you want to be cheered up. It’s the kind of thing you should read if you’re feeling a bit sadistic and want to punish yourself. Also, there’s the risk I may impart too much information, too much grossness, so consider yourself warned.

I’ve had a number of weird symptoms – pain in the abdominal area, pain when going to the loo (both number 1 and number 2s), aching coccyx. It all comes and goes and I even made a doctors appointment, only to cancel it again because the symptoms temporarily went away. Googling my symptoms produced a terrifying array of possible causes, ranging from IBS to cancer. I suspect it could be IBS, or it could be that I’ve hurt my coccyx and it’s causing all the abdominal stuff. The pain worsens after getting ‘physically intimate’ with the boyfriend. I had terrible stabbing pain in both the coccyx and the lower abdomen area. I’m scared it will happen again next time, but if it does, I’m going to go to the doctors when I get back from Wales. The only reason I’m not going now is that I have my period, so I want to make sure it’s not just that which is causing all the weirdness. There are a million possible causes, a million possible diagnoses’. But it’s not getting any worse. And while I’m in Wales with the boyfriend this weekend, he’ll just have to be patient, if the stabbing pains come back. I’m worried that if it is the coccyx, there isn’t much to be done. At least if it’s an infection I can just take a course of antibiotics. And if it’s just my period, I don’t need to do anything.

On a lighter note, a girl in the office is wearing a horrendous cardigan. She has possibly the worst taste in the world. I wish I could say that the cardigan was a one off faux pas. But it’s not. Yes, my own fashion sense is not all it could be, but I know enough to understand that a cardigan which has every colour known to man put together in a stripey kind of way, with yellow shiny buttons looks STUPID. It doesn’t stop with cardigans, bad taste leaks into every part of her life. But I’m being a bitch, so I’ll stop now. I’m no stranger to bad choices myself.

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