My arse
I used the last of my vacation allowance to take this week off, but it hasn't been what you might call a successful holiday. There have been too many weekends where I've been required to work, which has left me tired and run down. I had a cold nine weeks ago, but the cough is still with me. At times my chest is so tight I can't speak, while at other times I feel I'm drowning. I've been told its time to get that checked out - find out if I'm becoming asthmatic, have allergies, a chest or sinus infection, or something altogether worse. A sore has developed between my buttocks, which makes standing up, sitting down and walking all ghastly painful. I'm on antibiotics for that, but to be truthful it seems it is the painkillers that are having the biggest effect. To cap it all, I'm due to see my consultant on Monday for the results of all the cancer follow-up tests I had last week. All of this has left me a bit fed up. Meanwhile the big bad world out