It's funny the things you get embarrassed about. 3 months worth of loperamide? Nope.
Some stuff that's says 'nipple' on the outside of the box? Yup.
As I look the pharmacist in the eye. "I'm running. Lots of running. Yeah, chafing. From the running. Did a half marathon at the weekend. Running. Yeah."
Some stuff that's says 'nipple' on the outside of the box? Yup.
The trip to the chemist meant no bleeding during this evening's run. Winning.
Well, at least no bleeding until I got out of the shower and dried myself with the towel too vigorously, taking the scabs off. D'oh.
