An Expensive Movie and an Unhappy Hip

In an attempt to alleviate the monotony of telling my friends "nothing different" to their question "wotcha bin doin'?" (no relation of Osama Bin Ladin), I decided to go to the movie, "Avatar", with one of my support workers. The 3D goggies and the animation were worth the effort and I gave it 7 out of 10 (a pretty good score for me). After leaving the theatre, we went shopping and I returned home without my wallet. Thanks to "Woolies", it eventually showed up, minus the $60 taken from the cash advance received after paying for my groceries (the finder obviously took their 'reward' before returning the wallet).

March 3rd commenced with yet another unscheduled hospital visit. I woke at 2 a.m. with an intense aching in my left hip, which spelt the end of my sleep for that night. I eventually rang one of my support team to get me a couple of panamax, which they did (after they went back to sleep for a couple of hours). By 6.30 a.m. with no relief from the panamax, I had had enough, so I phoned the ambulance which took another two hours to arrive and take me to the hospital for x-rays and blood tests, etc. All of this took until 2 p.m., by which time the the tests had revealed nothing and the pain had gone.

A self-diagnosis of gout, brought about by my recent cellulitis, was later confirmed by my doctors. Thus, they prescribed pain killers for the anticipation of further sleepless nights (but wait, there will be more?)!!!