I've had weird medical issues for 2 months that seem to be culminating. Abdominal pain, painless swollen tonsil, painless swollen lymph node and painless swollen saliva glands.
Over the last few days I've had hot flushes and shortnes of breath that, this morning, have been compounded with shortness of breath and chest pain. I went upstairs to tell DH and he asked if I phoned NHS 24 (I told him I was going to last night because swelling has incraesed in spite of three courses of antibiotics.) Also I have dry eyes and a burning feeling in my fingertips. I also have a sharp pain in the ear beside the tonsil My saliva glands are so swollen that it looks like I've been punched without the bruising. Here is a link to the tonsil.
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I said to him that Argos opens at 10:30 and that he'd have to go get our DS1's birthday presents out before I can go to hospital (His birthday is tomorrow.) He gave me a sympathetic hug and has gone back to sleep.
I was talking with him last night how scared I am about all these lumps and pains (Had an ultrasound on Tuesday for my womb / varies on top of this) and that I wished they would jut fix mer. Then all thi braething nonsense starts.
WIBU to expect him to get up? I know that I don't need him to go out til 10:30 but i'm really worried and could use a buit of freaking moral support here. the kids are temporarily pacified by fireman sam but that will only last so long.
Maybe I'm just angry with the situation rather than him but it doesn't help to know that he's too busy burying his head under his pillow muster half an ounce of give a fuck.