The back pain came back today, with a vengeance. So I finally gave in and went to see the medical mob. Seems I have either bruised a kidney, cracked a rib or both. The doc saw no immediate urgency since my blood pressure was normal, therefore I am not bleeding internally (I’d have known about it by now if I was).
A kidney bruise isn’t too serious, unless it swells up and they have to drain it. A cracked rib isn’t too serious either – but both those things hurt like hell and it seems I might have given myself both at once. The person who holds the record for ever inflicting the most pain on me is still… me.
This evening I will have to take the tour of the hospital; ultrasound this, irradiate that, poke the other thing and so on. It’s been a very long time since I was last in there which means they aren’t likely to remember me. I hope.
With luck I’ll escape this very night but if not, posting will resume as soon as I survive an encounter with the NHS.
There was one bit of good news. The doc didn’t ask me if I smoked. That, at least, is encouraging.