Oh my gosh; I've never felt anything like it - even with childbirth at least you'll know there will be a beautiful baby at the end of it. But this throbbing, stabbing, pounding agony all over my left side of my face caused copious tears this afternoon and reaching out to friends for help to look after the children.
I've been back down to the surgery and now have a large dose of oral antibiotics - the spray just seems to be aggravating the ear - and this time I did see a doctor and he said the infection was really bad, so bad he couldnt actually see my inner ear for all the swelling, blood and weeping pus. YUCK. While he was looking I just cried, oh, the pain. So hes also prescribed me tramodol for the pain. Oh gosh, times like this I really do have to give thanks for modern medicine. I have been taking alternatively ibruphren and paracetmol every 2 hours and it wasn't touching the pain at all. I took some Tramodol at half past five, and while my earing is still pounding and I'm deaf as a post on the side from all the swelling and gunk in the ear - at least most of the pain has receeded and I feel a bit better in myself.
There is now hope I may be able to celebrate the solstice on Sunday with friends afterall.
I had begun to fear I might even be too ill for Yule - heck I was beginning to wonder if I'd have to go into hospital after reading how dangerous an abcess in the ear can be - scary stuff.
Thank the gods for wonderful friends and for tramodol (lol).
I don't think Rye should consider a career in the medical profession though, his bedside manner leaves a lot to be desired.... "Oye! That is MY blanket, give it back, stop crying and cheer up, mama".