So, I'm now in bed off work with a pilonidal abscess. Joy. Went to work Tuesday and was in a bit of discomfort with what I thought was a sort of sweat spot at the top of my arsecrack (Gross) , it got to about 1.30 am Wednesday and it was unbearable, I couldn't put any weight on it or sit down so without waking my wife and two kids up I left the house and drove to casualty. The ten or so miles drive in my van around windy roads and bumps was uncomfortable to say the least, some might equate it to being at one of Michael Barrymore's parties just without the swimming pool,music and drugs. Anyway, fortunately there was only one other person in the A&E room so I only had to stand for about ten minutes before the embarrassment of pulling my pants down in front of the nurse to which she asked for the second opinion of a doctor, said doctor advises that I'll need to go in to surgery that day (yesterday 70m2 booked for a shop I've just started doing the odd day for), gives me a drip and liquid morphine and I kneel on chairs for a while before I get a bed next to a geezer that is all kinds of ill and is surreptitiously supplementing his medicine with his own supply of valiums and then waking up every two hours to scream at the nurses because they haven't given him his medicine. Joy. Spent all day yesterday in bed doing morphine,tramadol and paracetamol until they put me under and sliced my arse open,woke up,lay in bed for three hours( on my side obviously ) waiting to be cleared then sat sideways in the car on the way home. Now I'm lying on my front in bed codeined up ,bored and losing money. They told me I've got to take two to four weeks off work. Joy.
I've just had it dressed by the nurse and she said the incision is 3cm deep. Grim. I'm not that hairy and I wash my arse daily so it seems anyone can fall victim to this scourge of arsecracks.
