I seem to be posting a lot of 'woe is me' entries of late, but seriously, woe is me. After having another few bouts of kidney stones, I finally lost it on Wednesday and went to the doctor because I was concerned about an infection or obstruction, and she was too, as she sent me on to Emergency because kidney infections are no joke. And I sat there for two hours and then had a doctor come in and be like 'go home, we'll do a CAT scan tomorrow, there's probably nothing wrong with you'. Which is rude, but was better than the sitting-in-Emerg-all night scenario that I was envisioning. Anyway, I went home and had the CT scan done the next day, and I assume whatever they found on there is not life-threatening, because my doctor asked to see me for an appointment 'within the month', which is on the 28th. And the kidney stone pain seems to have gone.

Except somewhere in the midst of either passing the stone or perhaps lying on the bed in Emerg, I've strained my back and now am having intermittent back spasms, and between the kidney stones, the abscessed tooth, and the back spasms, 2016 can go fuck itself.

On the bright side, my Mac computer came with a 'magic keyboard' that pairs with my iPad via Bluetooths, so I can continue to write while sitting in a more comfortable chair than my computer one. And I am writing quite a lot because for some reason when I don't feel well, I start to write like crazy. And Mum and I have been working our way through the first season of Poirot on Netflix, which neither of us have seen, and that's a nice distraction.

But on the whole, woe is me.