So yesterday, I woke up with a sore throat... I figured it was just because I went to sleep with no bottle of drink for the middle of the night and when I woke up I could not be bothered getting out of bed...

The day went on, and it became slowly more difficult to swallow. I'd skipped breakfast, and so I needed to eat (diabetic, need insulin). I managed to force some sandwiches down me...

But when I got home the pain spread really quickly into my mouth and down my throat to the point where it became impossible for me to swallow, eat, drink and speak!!! I was like "Oh my biscuit what is going on?!" but in my head... My throat was swollen, red and seriously painful. Next thought was -I'm going to stop breathing in a minute...

So I went to the out of hours doctor and because Im diabetic they allllways test my blood, and ketones level (it's like a poison in your blood which turns it acidic for those who dont know) and ketones are through the roof, blood sugar is through the roof and I ended up in A&E with a tonne of doctors that clearly weren't talking to each other or reading the notes because they'd come in, talk to me and then look puzzled when my other half answered - Hello. I can't speak without crying? Duh.

Anyway - After hours and hours of A&E (actually my shortest visit) and getting impatient, they said "oh we're keeping you in."

So I ended up whispering as loudly as possible "MmmmmNO. Think I'll go home."
I wasn't going to hang around and waste their time and space (they were struggling last night) when I can deal with it at home.

Sometimes I think Drs know best...and other times they need to listen to the patient.

Currently living off milk And Munch was being all cute and lovely when I got back too