So, I've been taking these antibiotics. I sometimes wonder if doctors are ever aware of the stuff they prescribe. Cocodamol has really addictive qualities. Cold medicine, paracetamol, ibuprofen and these antibiotics I'm taking at the moment all cause nausea and can reduce blood counts.
It's like they don't listen when you say you've had a blood condition.
I'm worried, because I took one this afternoon and I got the nausea and heartburn and that's bearable - that's pretty much my life the past 4 years - but my brain felt like it was trying to grow out of my skull. It hurt so effing much ... I can't wait to get rid of the damn pills. Two days left. My driving lesson Friday's going to be interesting.
But on the bright side. I'm going to a hen party Friday. I have to buy a mask. God knows where from. I'll know my sister and a couple of other people ... but the pills mean I can't drink. That's fine, my sister's 8 months gone, she won't be drinking either. We'll be boring, tee-total buddies. Oh, and her car's broken down, so she's borrowing her husband's two-seater sports car (convertible). I've not been in it yet. Cannot wait!
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