WELP. Grossness has ensued!
I went to the doctor yesterday about the 'cyst' I mentioned up-thread, because it had gotten BIGGER than the joint at the end of my thumb and was definitely putting a crimp in walking, sitting, driving, you name it. I expected to get a prescription for antibiotics, and hoped that it would be a bit better today, since family plans involved me driving for over an hour and a half both today and tomorrow to do a favour for my parents.
Not so much. My GP's intern diagnosed a particular type of… er… 'girly' cyst, and referred me to hospital for minor-but-kinda-urgent surgery to have it drained.
It actually wasn't what she thought (as I worked out for myself by Googling 'bartholin cyst' on my phone while sitting around waiting - be aware, if you go looking any images you find will definitely NOT be work safe); it was in fact an infected hair follicle that was working its way up to being a nasty abscess. It's a good thing she referred me for surgery anyway, as the hospital surgical resident agreed that not only did it need to be drained, I needed I.V. antibiotics and a bunch more pills to take home and take for the next week.
End result? Eight hours sitting around in various departments of the hospital, minor surgery that got me praised for being brave when I only swore a little
as the local anaesthetic got put in (and laughed at when I switched from actual swear words to saying "FRUITCAKE!" when it got really sore), a lot of blood, some pus, and a little hard core that the resident made sure I got a good look at - we were chatting before the actual surgery and it turns out she likes looking at cyst drainage videos on YouTube too!
There will be NO photos of the abscess itself, because none have been taken and none will be
but I do have a photo of the port they put in my arm - anyone interested in that?
(As for the errand I was going to run today and tomorrow that involved driving quite a bit both days… well, given that I got home at 2AM and don't plan to put on pants today, let alone leave the house, the Good Ethnic Boy has kindly volunteered to take over.