But you drink so much milk!

Things that happen when your flatmate leaves you on your own on a Saturday night:

- You sing the theme tune to The Big Bang Theory, out loud, to yourself, including "WE BUILT THE PYRAMIDS" in an overly enthusiastic voice. 

- You download Taylor Swift's latest 'hit'.

- You sing along to YouTube videos of Les Miserables. On repeat. 

- You vote for Rylan.

- You update your blog.

Guess what I've been up to again recently. I'll give you a clue:

Yep, as you can see my 'hospital free year' has not exactly gone to plan so far. For the second time in six weeks I've found myself on a hospital trolley in A&E, although this time in a hospital back home in Surrey so at least I'm doing the decent thing and sharing out my problems between trusts. You're welcome, National Health Service. 

With my ear infection slash compressed facial nerve slash asymmetrical brain issues well and truly behind me my attention was now turned to a pain in my stomach. To illustrate just how much pain I was in, allow me to present exhibit A:

Exhibit A

These are the burn marks on my back from a hot water bottle. This hot water bottle had to be so hot to make the slightest bit of difference to my pain that it BURNED me and yet this was still the preferred option to putting up with the pain without it. 

To cut a long six day story (involving numerous syringes of morphine, a lack of underwear, yet another camera down the throat and a crazy lady called Elizabeth) short, it turns out the entire lining of my stomach was inflamed in the worst case of gastritis I have suffered to date. "BUT YOU DRINK SO MUCH MILK", I hear you cry (OK I don't, but if you saw how much milk I drink in a day things would be different). Although the anti-inflammatory drugs I take do wonders for my RA pain they can, rather inconveniently, cause damage to other parts of my body in the process. In this case it's my stomach that has fallen victim again.  Anyway I'm now out of hospital and on the mend and getting myself as fit as possible before RA has yet another go at inconveniencing my life. 

Oh and by the way, just in case you ever find yourself home alone on a Saturday night in the future I highly recommend singing along to this.