Drugs

The gout attack I thought I'd swerved arrived with a vengeance during the night. My right ankle is swollen and I'm hobbling around with gritted teeth. 

I decided that it's time to involve a medical practitioner so I rang the surgery for an appointment. I'm far from being a frequent flyer; over the last 10 years I've probably been to the doctor's once, so I was a little out of touch. I knew that a same-day appointment means hitting the phone at 08.30 but as that isn't what I need I rang at lunchtime expecting to get a spot on Friday or next Monday. Hah! The earliest appointment is more than two weeks hence. I'm not complaining but it struck me as surprising. 

My diet today has included a number of ibuprofen tablets