Got a few nasty insect bites whilst I was asleep 2 nights ago (no idea which fucker did it). Yesterday at work, one of the bites was growing more and more swollen, red, painful and hot. It was like half a tennis ball. One of the nurses drew around it and it'd spread a lot by the time I went to bed.
It had gone down a little this morning, but I felt incredibly drowsy and lethargic (had to literally drag myself out of bed when DD woke me at 8am, which is a lie in for us) and chilly, though it was not cold.
My friend had bad cellulitis and had to stay in hospital for weeks. This is my biggest fear as I'm a lone parent and would find it very hard to find childcare.
So I phoned the doctors and eventually persuaded the receptionist to give me an emergency appointment (she was very rude, am a GP receptionist myself and am bloody lovely but understand the abuse we get based on her alone).
The doctor said it's v v nasty and gave me a script for flucoxicillin. But didn't say much more than that. Should have asked but was aware emergency appointments should be very short, and she wanted to quickly do an asthma review and my DD kept asking her probing questions re her own clinician aspirations (three year old wannabe doctors are no good when you have a sore arm, it being poked repeatedly with a bloody peppa pig syringe is probably what caused all this drama 
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Re the drowsiness, she said even non drowsy antihistamines can make you drowsy. And to check at home that I'm not taking the drowsy ones. I'm not. I just have never felt so drowsy in my life.
I didn't have a temp but I keep getting these chills.
I don't know, I think maybe I do have a touch of health anxiety. The amount of people at work who come strolling in seeming happy and healthy who I end up calling an ambulance for opens your eyes a bit! But I'm the last person to be going to A&E for no reason. Never mind it'd be a logistical nightmare. Plus I feel relatively ok otherwise, the swelling has reduced further and is less red and painful (though still painful).
I'll be ok, won't I? I won't drop down dead with sepsis/ cellulitis in my sleep leaving my toddler DD scared and alone, trying to wake me? The rational part of me says this is v unlikely, but god it's my worst nightmare 