Last weekend, I was rummaging in the bushes, trying to find an illegal immigrant (a true, but rather dull story).
I never found him, but when I emerged from the brambles and bracken, I was covered in thorns. Most were caught in my Peter Storm fleece jacket and Extra-Tuff hiking trousers. However, some were stuck on my hands and I pulled them out, gingerly.
One particularly large one was embedded right on the knuckle of my hole finger and I winced as I pulled it free. There was a little blood, but I thought nothing more of it.
Until a few hours later, when my finger had swollen considerably and I couldn’t bend it. It was sore as hell and woke me several times in the night with its throbbing.
Mrs M looked at it in the morning and said I should go up to the hospital. No way! I wasn’t spending half of Sunday sitting in A&E with a poorly finger, whilst ambulance staff hurried past me, carrying people with serious injuries: limbs missing and bits of their brains hanging out; zapping their chests with defibrillators… “Clear!”
At least, that’s what I imagine a typical Sunday morning at our local hospital to be like.
And so, I grinned and I beared it.
And then I stopped grinning, because it bloody hurt.
Ibuprofen helped with the swelling, but it was obviously infected and needed antibiotics.
I went to the chemist to stock up on more Ibuprofen and whilst there, I asked for some advice from the pharmacist.
She looked at my finger and said “Well, Ibuprofen will help with the swelling, but it’s obviously infected and will need antibiotics”.
Helpful.
“So, you’re saying I need to go to the doctors’?”
She nodded.
“But it will probably be better by the time I manage to get an appointment. Or my finger will have dropped off.”
She smiled and nodded again. “I know. Sorry.”
And so, figuring that there must be some home remedies that I could use, I turned to the internets for help.
Turns out that natural antibiotics do exist – although there is little scientific evidence to back them up.
By all accounts, a daily dose of garlic can help fight infections. The downside is, you’d then smell like a Frenchman, and I really don’t fancy that at all.
And so, I am trying two others: Echinacea – a natural herbal product that can be bought easily at the local supermarket and Makuna Honey – two teaspoons a day on toast.
Both have differing antibiotic properties, so I reckon that between them, they should be able to sort my finger out.
I’ll keep you posted.
BTW. that’s not my finger in the above picture – I never thought to take a photo of it when it was at it’s most swollen, so that is also off the internets. Sorry.
Might we get the story of the immigrant at some point?
I think you should brave A and E and get your finger sorted…..don’t want to hear you have succumbed to sepsis !
I doubt it, Francis, to be honest.
You might be right, but I’m going to try self-medicating first. It is actually feeling better – still sore, but a little better. But I’ll give it another week and maybe seek professional advice if it hasn’t improved by then.
And sepsis? I hadn’t given that a thought, but now that you mention it… eek!
I was going to say that if we see nothing new from Mr Masher on here in the next month we will know the worst has happened but I guess we can we could say that most months with the length of time between some blogs.
A & E is the place to go I would not wait to see how the witchcraft goes.
Hubble bubble, finger trouble.
Stay at home and see it double.
Other dull and boring websites are available for your entertainment, Alan 🙂
I’ve got one of them!
I can confirm that your supposition regarding the consumption of Garlic in relationship to the characteristics of members of the French population is accurate.
Thank you, Dave.
Y’see, I wasn’t going for the stereotype, at all.
Honest.
BTW, going to be across a couple of times between now and Xmas. Fancy a meet-up?
Mais oui, bien sur!
Bugger, I was going to make a comment then I read the comments from other people and forgot what I was going to say.
Oh, yes -you can afford Manuka honey??!!
And, does it feel better yet?
I know… it’s ridiculously expensive , isn’t it? But then, a prescription costs nine quid, nowadays.
Yes.
And no. It has got better to a point, but hasn’t improved since I started taking the ‘medicine’. Looks like I may have to bite the bullet and make that appointment. 🙁
Think you have been had – you need Manuka honey, not Makuna….!! BTW, don’t heat the honey above the temp of the hive or it will destroy all the antibiotic properties ie, not great on really hot toast. If you can get Beechwood or Kanuka honey it has the same good stuff in it for half the price, just less research money put into it. Get well soon
Bugger! Is that why it’s not working?
You were your usual at work. Never realized you had a sore finger. Are you waiting for Friday to book an appointment.
That’s because I am a bloody trooper and I don’t complain, Rajesh.
Much.
Have you considered amputation? A touch drastic, perhaps, but it would remove the source of your problems Probably. If you lived in Spain you could walk in to your local Pharmacia and just buy antibiotics over the counter. There’s a lot to be said for that kind of direct remedy
Indeed.
The Spaniards are way ahead of us in many respects.
I particularly like that afternoon nap thing, that they do.
Is your finger better? Did you dodge sepsis? I hope so.
I think so. It’s not completely healed, but I can now make a fist without grimacing. Nearly.
Are you still with us, dear boy?
Still here, TA.
Just about.