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Another medicinal post
Jan. 21st, 2007 11:08 pmMy brother told me I should have "more album reviews and less blood testing" on my journal. This isn't one of them.
Don's over with us in Boston now, visiting America for a couple of weeks to escape university. Not an earth-shattering thing to put on a livejournal in itself, but he deserves to be commended for the consignment of British food that he brought with him. You've no idea how fantastic it is to now have in the cupboard two boxes of Crunchy Nut, several packets of biscuits and a jar of strawberry jam, Fisher and Donaldson's type (the best bakery in the world, as long as "the world" is "Fife").
Whitney's had trouble with her ear recently - it started on Boxing Day in the middle of the night, and after visiting the most disturbingly happy doctor ever she was just prescribed an unhealthy amount of painkillers and some numbing fluid. It got worse, though, and we visited the university health centre this weekend - the doctor was kind enough to let me see the magnified view of Whitney's inner ear, which at the moment resembles what you'd expect the tunnel to Hell to look like.
So now it's my job to periodically take a syringe and blow a numbing agent into Whitney's left ear so the pain isn't too bad until she can get it looked at by a specialist. The doctor says it's nothing deadly or serious, but the sooner we get that white mountain range out of her head, the better.
Don's over with us in Boston now, visiting America for a couple of weeks to escape university. Not an earth-shattering thing to put on a livejournal in itself, but he deserves to be commended for the consignment of British food that he brought with him. You've no idea how fantastic it is to now have in the cupboard two boxes of Crunchy Nut, several packets of biscuits and a jar of strawberry jam, Fisher and Donaldson's type (the best bakery in the world, as long as "the world" is "Fife").
Whitney's had trouble with her ear recently - it started on Boxing Day in the middle of the night, and after visiting the most disturbingly happy doctor ever she was just prescribed an unhealthy amount of painkillers and some numbing fluid. It got worse, though, and we visited the university health centre this weekend - the doctor was kind enough to let me see the magnified view of Whitney's inner ear, which at the moment resembles what you'd expect the tunnel to Hell to look like.
So now it's my job to periodically take a syringe and blow a numbing agent into Whitney's left ear so the pain isn't too bad until she can get it looked at by a specialist. The doctor says it's nothing deadly or serious, but the sooner we get that white mountain range out of her head, the better.
