On Sunday night I broke my rules, and had fruit with my Boceprevir. I stewed some apples with berries for pudding, and took my pills with it. Mistake! Ever since I have had a delicate stomach, and, blurgh - diarrhoea.
There's something undermining about having to worry about making it to the loo in time at 36 years of age. I'm going to a wedding on Saturday. I really hope I don't have to make a run for it in the middle of the ceremony. Hopefully, the nurse will have got back to me with a remedy before then.
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