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Date: 03 September 2004 19:06:11
A sentiment with which I'm sure I'll have unanimous agreement.
In particular, I wish the most horrible death possible on the ******* mozzie that bit me at Greenbelt. After itching since Saturday, a couple of days back my foot suddenly swelled up like a balloon and went bright red, sore and itchy beyond belief, and it now transpires that I've got cellulitis and am on a week of antibiotics. I showed my foot to my lodger (who is also a nurse) this evening and it made her scream. Very very attractive. Not.
In other news, tomorrow and Sunday I'm doing two early shifts at the hospice. This will be the first time I've worked on a ward for nearly 4 years, so I'm a bit nervous. I can't remember how to do hospital corners! And - more importantly - I'm dreading being asked to clean anyone's false teeth. Blood, sick, poo, sputum, I could cope with it all, but hand me some dentures and I'm a quivering, heaving, gagging wreck, they turn my stomach every time. Just watching those bits of food float to the top of the pot when you drop them in water... Ick. Ick ick ick. Wish me luck.