Can't start a fire without a spark...

"I wake up in the morning, and I aint got much to say
I go to bed in the evening, feeling the same way
I aint nothing but tired, tired and bored with myself
Hey baby, I could use just a little help"

-Bruce Springsteen, Dancing in the Dark

God, I must be ill if I'm singing Springsteen in my head (I don't even like Springsteen, apart from his Glastonbury show the other year). I got a cold last week and it doesn't seem to be shifting...I keep waking up tired with my nose and lungs blocked up, it's a bad virus alright. Oscar has the same cold as well (think he caught it from nursery and gave it to me) and he's got a violent cough too, especially when we're all sat together eating...I've ordered some oral antibiotics from the hospital (they faxed them through to my GP) so hopefully these will do the trick, otherwise it could be time for some more IVs. At my last clinic they said (after some probing questions by me) that the resistance vector of my pseudo to Ceftazadine had increased, so it may be time to try one of the scary IVs, like Meropenum...here's hoping I don't need to...

My Dad's house is now under offer; so me and my sister (and HMRC ;-)) may be getting some money through some time soon. I don't know, I just feel so empty at the moment, I'd give all the money away if it'd bring my dad back. Although it's nice to know there's some security there with which to look after the kids in case anything happens.

Work is just not inspiring me at the moment, part of the problem is that the two mates who I was working with every day when I first started the IT developers job a couple of years ago have left, so I'm a billy no mates in the office on my own (there are some guys upstairs, but it's not the same as having someone to talk shit to all day ;-)) Part of the problem I think is that the HQ of the business is down in Norwich so although I get fired up when I go down there for meetings about business strategy and all the work were going to do, I am inevitably forgotten about and left to my own devices when I return back to Manchester and the work seems very slow in arriving at my desk. The business is also taking on a lot of contractors in Norwich (at great expense) to do jobs that I'm pretty sure I could do, especially if I was in a half-decent team. I think it may be time for a change; a new challenge, I'm starting to get jealous of my mates when they talk about how busy they are in their jobs...

Rough Week

Well, after the good news of VX-770 I was brought crashing straight back down to earth with a virus that cut out the middle man (nose and throat) and went straight onto my chest. So for the last week boat loads of sputum has been bubbling out of my lungs at night like mount Vesuvius. I rang up the Hospital and got them to fax an antibiotic order through to my doctors with the minimum of fuss. They're very good. I'm on Rifampicin and Ciprofloxacin, so I'll need to watch the mood swings and nausea...

On Sunday I went for a bike ride to try and clear some of the gunk. It wasn't pretty ;-) My mate was going to come with me but he had to cancel at the last minute. Just as well really, he would have needed counseling if he'd seen what came out of my mouth ;-). I felt really ill during but it was worth it afterwards because I did feel a lot clearer. My heart felt a bit fluttery for a few hours afterwards though, maybe it was a side effect of the antibiotics...

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