Swelling

The brilliant start to 2015 continues. Two months down and I lurch from one problem to another. Luck seems to have deserted me and without trying to sound too paranoid fate seems intend on mocking me. The photo above does not show the full damage. I will get to that but let me try as briefly as I can to explain how I got there.

A virus has given everyone of my family a problem of late and judging by others we speak to we are not alone. Its that time of year. I had real bad problems with my breathing due to being blocked up so decided a bowl of hot water, some vicks and a towel would do the job. That is what I set about doing and half an hour later with a sweaty face and stinging eyes I was still completely blocked up. Breathing sticks and other things followed but that steam facial, if that is the name for it, created another problem. I had a small spot on my left temple. The day after that it was a rather big spot and stayed that way for a couple of days.

It wasn't a problem. It was a spot and it would go but I have never learned to just accept things and let them pass as they usually do of their own accord. I am a finger poker and feel the need to bring about a quicker conclusion with a solution of my own devising. A problem solver. A need to fix it or if I don't the "problem" will be dissected and put back together endlessly in my head until I do something or it passes. It creates an agitation for sure. Usually if I really felt the need to rid myself of a spot I would get a plaster and a dab of Germolene and apply it for a few days and that would be that. A solution. I got a plaster and then was searching about the bathroom, which is like a huge pharamacy of out of date wares, for Germolene when I noticed my daughter's Clearasil wipes. Bingo. A little dab of that and it will be gone. Sorted.

About 2 hours after that my wife came home from work. She looked at me and with a shocked expression asked if I had been in a fight. I told her no and she replied: well what the hell has happened to your face. Of course before I could even move I was struck with panic and the propelled me to the bathroom where I looked in the mirror to find it looked as if I had been battered over the side of the head with a wrench. The left temple area was swolled and my eye was swollen. To me an obvious reaction to wipe but a worry as it had all swollen up around the eye.

The following day it was worse and this prompted my wife to call out a doctor. Most people would have gone to hospital. A reaction or swelling won't have people rushing to A&E but when its near an area like the eye I am sure they would. The doctor came out the following day and refused to believe it was a reaction. Instead he diagnosed an infection and gave me a prescription for an antibiotic. All good? Its taken a while. I have now finished my course and although its gone down considerably it is still there and there is a worry while it is that it may flare up again. The doctor's parting words were that because of where it was if it did not get better I would have to go to hospital. That is something I really could not cope with. For now though I don't have to.