These things always happen of a weekend, by virtue of Sod's Law. I had visited my GP on Wednesday as I had tipped my sulfasalazine into the washing up bowl, and was due for BP testing. My ears were behaving well, although I felt a bit of a cold coming on. My GP tells me that I need 24 hour BP testing & ECG, which I'll look forward to! I'd felt a lot of congestion for a while, then started going crazy with the pain in my ears Friday morning. I visited Old Swan walk in on Friday afternoon & talked to a wonderful nurse who had a little look & told me it was only viral, and gave me a wealth of advice. However! I'm still mutton jeff in my left ear, and awaiting an appointment for ear syringing. It appears that there's only one location in Liverpool that does it now. I have a vision of a miserable beggar in a white coat who tries to look cheerful.
When I spoke to the nurse at the walk in centre, as I had to explain the meds I am on, he asked about my RA. I told him that I would rather have a flare up than an ear infection. He was a lovely guy who used to work in rheumatology: earache & toothache are the worst you can have that we can't treat easily.