Once more unto the breach

Off to the doctor's again this morning. Same thing, yet again. I think this time I'll really have to hammer home the idea that what they're trying just *isn't working*. Not in any permanent way, anyway. Every few weeks my skin just flares right back up again. It's sore, it's itchy and it's thoroughly unpleasant, and it never used to get like this, ever. Hopefully, if I focus enough on the sheer number of times I've been in with this problem, the doc might just take notice enough to really investigate this time, instead of fobbing me off with steroid creams which do the job for a bit then either run out, or just stop having any effect.

*sigh*

*sigh*

You'll never guess what the doctor's just given me. Betamethasone Valerate and Flucloxacillin... Why do I bloody bother? At least I've got an appointment for next week. If it calms down enough that he can see the *other* stuff that's going on, as well as the eczema, maybe I'll get a better result. Here's hoping...

Shiny!

One helpful side-effect of having to go to the doctors this morning was that it gave me chance to get photocopies of proof of address and proof of signature so I could stick everything in an envelope and send my Orange contract off in the post. This means that I'll shortly be receiving a Handspring Treo 600 in the post! Yay! I can't help feeling I've gone a tad overboard, having gone from a Nokia 8110 (brought out in '96/97 and used in The Matrix) to something that's at least as much a PDA as it is a phone. It's almost like I'm selling out my retro-geek roots, but it's *shiny*! Ori needs the shiny. Oh yes.