Good grief. Is Thursday ( I think). Took Two to doctors, armed with bottle very very cloudy urine. Apparently passing water (well, not water exactly,) is painful now. Has also observed blood in urine. Doctor apparently dipped litmus paper in sample and recoiled in horror. Is full of everything imaginable! Now has anti-biotics and also Semtex for constipation in form of Movicol. He is told that if this fails to work, he must return as matter of urgency! Am now imagining Two is in danger of Spontaneous Combustion.
Mission Control near Geneva (daughter-in-law), has now received Ghastly Photographs of Two demonstrating The Horror Of Haemorrhoids, from which she is trying to recover. Is okay, they are not pictures of Actual Haemorrhoids for God's sake! Even so, Two, clad in blackwatch tartan jim-jams, with expression of excrutiating pain on face, is quite, well, Ghastly. Personally, I can't wait to see the video. We have decided (daughter-in-law and me) that we have to make some sacrifices for Art. But there is a limit.
Two has just downed his first dose of Movicol, so I intend to remain downwind for rest of day. Have hideous visions of pebble-dashed bathroom, but Must Not Dwell on this. Have placed Air Freshener conveniently and prominently near loo in case of Unexpected Explosion. Is like living on edge of volcano. Talking of which, much on news this morning pertaining to The Great Ash Cloud that is wafting over the UK from Iceland, and causing major disruption to airlines. Am reminded of scene in War of The Worlds where strange cloud formation heralds arrival of Hostile Aliens. Must get grip on over-active imagination.
Will be blogging later, imagine there may be a News Update.
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