Now I know how Tom Hanks felt in The Green Mile…

because I had a UTI yesterday. (TMI? Sorry!).

Is there really anything worse?

I don’t think much can compete with the burning, stinging, aching that accompanies you relieving yourself.

My med student friend instructed me to haul my ass to the doctor.

I was already well inclined to, having googled my way around the basics, and I even planned to catch the early bus in order to make an appointment before my 10am tute.

I drank lots of water – it helped! Made all the world of difference, and actually mitigated that full-bladder feeling. Weird, I know.

By the next day I felt a bit better but went into Health, Counselling and Wellbeing services. Doctors were booked up until MONDAY, so I asked to see a nurse.

She didn’t seem too worried. I explained my symptoms seemed to be lessened today and she asked “So, what do you want to do?”

Uh…you’re the pro….

She gave me some nasty ass antibiotics which I took then and there, told me to go buy some Ural from the chemist, and to come back if it didn’t clear up.

I felt like a bit of a drama queen when she asked “so you were bleeding?” and I explained yes, but just a little bit, just a trace last night. I almost apologised for being such a wuss, but frankly, would you not find it disconcerting to see blood in the toilet, whatever the amount?

By the end of the day it definitely felt like it was clearing. I didn’t buy any Ural. I don’t know what brought this on, but I sure as hell hope it doesn’t return.

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