Well, I went to the doctors, and am now on antibiotics. The capsules are actually so big, I'm not sure if I should swallow them or stick them up my arse.
Speaking of "stick it up your arse", that's exactly what the practice receptionist can go do. When I made my appointment, she had my old address on record. When I gave her my new one to update the records, she told me that I was outside the catchment area, and the doctor would have a word with me about that. He didn't. He's ok with it, so up yours nursie.
She got her revenge though, she still hasn't updated my records as I found out when I tried to collect my prescription and the address was wrong.
Anyway, the pills seem to be doing the trick. Now all I need is a lottery win and my life will be complete.
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