The infection is back with a vengeance. I am currently taking two different antibiotics, my skin is falling off - yes literally. I have infected weeping Cellulitis in and around the breast that had surgery. I am in quite a lot of pain too. I am in danger of eating a GP receptionist if they are obstructive again, I am sick to death with little Hitlers that think they know my medical history and needs better than me! Test results that were due back yesterday still aren't available and all I get is 'I don't know'. I want to scream at them, 'well bliddy well go and find out, and when you have let my GP know and make me an appointment to see him'. For once I am feeling totally fed up, under the weather and liable to going under, all because I haven't the energy to do battle with stupid officious women who think working in a Doctor's surgery gives them some kind of right to be rude, apathetic, and darn right arrogant. GRRRRRR!