Didn't I say that Karin might be in the wrong job? She isn't: she's great at what she does. Her wealth of medical knowledge comes from previous employment.
Yesterday's suggestion, Crohn's disease, hitherto unknown to me, may have been a hole in one on her part.
The specialist seen, the focus has narrowed. Since I have by now voided my bowels such entertainment value as may ever have had and the symptoms (incessant loo-visits, occasional abominable abdominal pains and fever, with headaches) remain unchanged, that wraps up the matter for my loyal reader.
Mr Gastro-entero-colono-etc. wants to delay probing bores into me from both ends for some weeks, but I see no reason not to have it done as quickly as possible, given that I honestly miss that bunch of bastards on the desk at AFP.
Before that, two more blood tests, plus three sets of treatment, to be taken in no particular order, to rule out (or otherwise) the African and other travel possible fall-out. This lot I'll complete in the next eight days.
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Crohn's is still just a (strong) possibility among several, but this time, when I promise to drop the subject until something really interesting turns up, I mean it.
Meanwhile, it's a relief to be able to give Jo, our desk chief, a reasonable notion of how long she can expect not to have to put up with my mug and my lip. I hope a replacement short-term contract employee has a good time. Do the job decently, and you'll find they're really not quite such bastards after all.
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