Lets talk slowly

Well I have the flatulence section of the 101 greatest side effects of the Rifampicin and Moxifloxacin antibiotics, also I am having the dehydration section as we speak, as I am drinking water for England at the moment and I drink litres of the stuff as it is.
Now I am jointly entering the memory loss and emotional wreck side effect, touching on the self harming side effect, only it wasn't myself I wanted to harm, but the heating engineer that came out 5.48pm after I called at 11am to fix my heating and sneered at me when he pressed one button, just one single button and it was fixed.
I have sat here with about the entire contents of my wardrobe on me to try and keep warm next to a little oil filled radiator that I had dragged out from the back of my wardrobe and that nearly killed me in the process.
He swanned in and looked at me as if I was stupid when I sent into the bathroom to look at my boiler, when I should have sent him into the kitchen (that's the memory loss part) and asked if I knew whether they had been doing anything to the gas mains outside?
I explained I wouldn't know as I have been ill and not stepped outside since last Friday (ok the memory loss again as I did go obviously outside to the doctors on Tues) and I wouldn't know if a nuclear war, a military coup or anything had been going on out there.
Obviously he had me down as a mad facetious old bat and decided to speak to me...very...slowly...about...pushing...this...button...if...it...happens...again.
Ok ok I understand, I can't do your job sunshine, but I bet you couldn't have done mine either, so shove your button up your bum, but thank you for heat again, have a good weekend.
After he went the emotional part took over again and yes I do cry orangey tears thanks to the Rifampicin.

Lots of love Debbie x