Jan-14-2012, 02:13 AM (UTC)
(This post was last modified: Jan-14-2012, 02:15 AM (UTC) by Farseer.)
Even the most cheerful, positive and optimistic of us need to whinge about life now and then. 
Well, that's as good a way to excuse my own recent post as I can think of! 
Should you need to return to whinger status, I'm all ears...literally...my ears are quite large!!
I mentioned elsewhere that I have been fighting a seemingingly unwinnable fight against boils. My second son has been dealing with them for almost twelve months and finally, FINALLY, he seems to be making progress. *quickly touches a piece of wood* At the very least, he is living life free of pain for the first time since Feb last year.
Hugs
to that itinerant doctor who chose to listen and also then act to eradicate the problem rather than prolong it, and who was not even in our closest town long enough to find out how much he helped! If I were a member of the medical profession and had seen my son in such a state (and there have been many involved in my ongoing son's care these many months!), I'd have been embarrassed to know that a teenager walked around having to deal with what he has been dealing with for so long.
My eldest had a particularly bad case while he was here with us over Christmas (though with far, far fewer outbreaks than my other son) and my daughter also got a couple that thankfully came and went with little drama.
Hot washing everything (including myself!), handwashing until my knuckles have bled, disinfecting everything from floors to doorknobs and remote controls etc and driving in and out of town for appointments and prescriptions (we don't have a chemist in town so I must go to the doctor one day, have a prescription sent to another town to be filled and then have to drive back into town to pick up the medication even though I have the same medication in our Flying Doctor medical chest!!) has taken a great chunk out of life and I hope this show of progress continues...life at university will be overly difficult otherwise especially as my son will be living on campus and sharing a bathroom/living area with two other people!
Of course, this all started last year with his having got them while attending boarding school!
Well, that's as good a way to excuse my own recent post as I can think of! Should you need to return to whinger status, I'm all ears...literally...my ears are quite large!!
I mentioned elsewhere that I have been fighting a seemingingly unwinnable fight against boils. My second son has been dealing with them for almost twelve months and finally, FINALLY, he seems to be making progress. *quickly touches a piece of wood* At the very least, he is living life free of pain for the first time since Feb last year.
Hugs
to that itinerant doctor who chose to listen and also then act to eradicate the problem rather than prolong it, and who was not even in our closest town long enough to find out how much he helped! If I were a member of the medical profession and had seen my son in such a state (and there have been many involved in my ongoing son's care these many months!), I'd have been embarrassed to know that a teenager walked around having to deal with what he has been dealing with for so long.My eldest had a particularly bad case while he was here with us over Christmas (though with far, far fewer outbreaks than my other son) and my daughter also got a couple that thankfully came and went with little drama.
Hot washing everything (including myself!), handwashing until my knuckles have bled, disinfecting everything from floors to doorknobs and remote controls etc and driving in and out of town for appointments and prescriptions (we don't have a chemist in town so I must go to the doctor one day, have a prescription sent to another town to be filled and then have to drive back into town to pick up the medication even though I have the same medication in our Flying Doctor medical chest!!) has taken a great chunk out of life and I hope this show of progress continues...life at university will be overly difficult otherwise especially as my son will be living on campus and sharing a bathroom/living area with two other people!
Of course, this all started last year with his having got them while attending boarding school!
"I am the Catalyst, and I came to change all things. Prophets become warriors, dragons hunt as wolves."
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