spritechan: (Thousands of Tears Later)
Uh oh, have fallen behind on these again. You’d think with all the time I’ve spent in the bathroom as a result of my urethral issues that I’d be able to get entries written easily. Unfortunately this isn’t the case, for a couple reasons. One, I have nothing to write when all I’m doing is sitting on the toilet with a hot pad in my abdomen, and two, it’s hard to focus when I’m begging the universe for some relief from the pressure in my bladder and knives in my urethra.

So, most of the day was spent in this fashion, sitting for up to two hours at a time, leaving for a few minutes to a half hour, rinse and repeat. I often start worse in the morning and then slowly improve or go up and down as the day wears on. I started the day at like an 8/10 in the pain scale, and was like 4.5 by the time Steve and Tyler got home. Steve arrived and offered to drive me to get Jamba Juice, as I had not been able to eat all day. We got back home just as Tyler was pulling up. We haven’t seen Tyler in weeks! He’s been busy with his stepdaughter’s various sports and dance-related engagements (I think she’s like 8) so he’s been canceling on us for more than he’s been coming along. He also just bought a house and has been moving into it, but I think now they’re solidly moved in. He actually lives very close to one of the game shops we go to, which to him (and maybe Steve?) means that with the alternating on who’s driving, that we should mix it up, store-wise, depending on whose turn it is, to prevent too much driving back and forth between the game stores, Catrina’s, and home. I feel like that sentence makes literally no sense but I’m gonna roll with it.

Aaaanyway. Tyler picked us up and we headed to hi score, which we haven’t gone to in awhile. On the way there, Bre texted me back about a question I’d asked her on Haley’s behalf (I don’t know if I mentioned it here, but Haley got fired from her job after working for them for 5 years, and she’s afraid she’ll never get another job again). She answered my question and we quickly got on alternating topics of my constant pain (she’s an RN) and on her very positive experience with medication (she swears by it and attritubutes her not being dead to it) and finally, FINALLY, Haley is interested enough in getting relief from her incurable mental illness to hear about it (Bethany had a bad experience on medication and is loud about her dislike of medications). As a result of these discussions and the extreme discomfort I was feeling, I admittedly wasn’t very present for the actual game shopping.

After Hi score we went to Catrina’s (per the new schedule we will only visit one game store instead of two each week). I got my food to go, because I learned from last week that eating even an hour and a half before yoga results in heartburn and a physical nightmare. Even with the pain I was adamant about going to yoga, because I made a new friend last week and I feel like it’s important to keep that social link up. And also I wanted to go to yoga dammit!

Yoga is at 8, and Brandi (the teacher) checked in with me about how I was doing. She did this when she met me last week, which is common with a new teacher, but I was surprised that she was very, “Anything I need to know about you this week?” So I told her, and she encouraged me to modify or pass on some of the hip opening poses if they were too much pressure or too painful. I happily did just that, opting for different poses when I felt like it was too much. Thankfully I didn’t need to run out to pee, which has happened before. When I got in, my friend waved me over and I was so flattered. It’s really not fair that I look so unique, because everyone remembers me, but so many people look the same to me in the beginning. She looks like every other blonde, thin suburban mom so I was glad she took the initiative in getting my attention. :)

I felt so good after yoga, but I was excited to get home to Steve. He bought us a 65” TCL TV recently but it wasn’t up to his standards (there was quite a bit of “dirty screen effect”), so he’s opting to try a Sony instead. This means he had to pack up an absurdly large TV into an even larger, more absurd box.

The rest of the evening was spent relaxing with Games Done Quick VODs of the Spyro and Mario Bros. 3 variety!
spritechan: (Lost - Made with Jears)
I woke up not feeling as bad as the day before, but I was super concerned because I knew that I was going to the pool today, which would mean putting in my diva cup aka putting pressure on my urethra.

It was mostly cloudy, but the temperature was good. I met Tealie, Anne, and Steph at the Highland pool in St. Paul. One of our old students, Tenecia, just started a job there. She looked so mature and cute! She complained of being bored. Lol. We made it about 5 minutes before it turned to work gossip, which has an undertone of apprehension and sadness, as Anne and I are leaving and Tealie and Steph are staying. We talked about the various room dramas (people being assigned different rooms based in whatever reasons), including the fact that Jocelyn wants Steph to move into Andy and Molly’s rooms and house Denae in the choir room in order to add another gym class in the auditorium (talk about ghetto). Tealie will probably move into our old room. We also talked about which people haven’t left but might leave, and bitched about Jen too.

Tealie sold her house for $30k over asking price, Anne is thinking about moving to Washington DC in a year, Steph is going to South Carolina in a week for CMStep Montessori training (as a teacher leader), and they encouraged me to continue my planning to move to Cincinnati, including Anne asking me to sit with her this summer so we can write our Montessori papers and see if we can still get certified. I said if it doesn’t work, when I move to Cincy I’ll beg Barb or Katie to let me finish my credential. Honestly though, Barb lost some of the observations she did on me and I don’t know how serious they are about making me redo all that. It might be a completely moo point.

Funny enough, while we were there, Michael Miller showed up! The three of us were all awkward, and Michael is so dopey that he didn’t notice us RIGHT NEXT to where he and his friend set up their chairs, until he literally almost ran into us and we all had to act surprised to see him. Per Michael’s personality, he stood around catching up with us for like 10 minutes while his friend just stood there quietly. He said he did want to catch up with us and talk some more, and mentioned that UWRF will have the doctorate Montessori program soon and encouraged Tealie and Steph to take it. Steve is so funny, I told the girls that we were JUST talking about Michael (because he lives right by the pool), and I texted saying we ran into him, and he texted back, “Is that the hunky Lost man?” Legit Michael looks JUST like Richard Alpert. Steve does not disappoint. Later, Michael’s wife showed up and he introduced us. Soon after, we left.

Even though it was very cloudy all day, the sun sure showed me and I have a decent sunburn. It’ll turn into a tan in a couple of days. I hope it gets better in time for Saturday so I don’t look dumb with Steve at Andy’s wedding.

I spent the rest of the night in horrible pain after I took out the diva cup and switched back to Thinx. Steve and I had planned to go eat at J Selby’s, but I was just in so much agony. He was a sweetheart and got me food and let me mope in bed all night.
spritechan: (Thousands of Tears Later)
I suspected the likelihood of getting a uti (or as is the actual case with me these days, “urethral trauma”) was significant, as punishment for the amount of sex Steve and I have been having (which is a lot and often). And I was not wrong. Today was mostly spent in the bathroom not getting any relief. At least with a real UTI, the meds actually help because the problem is bacteria and irritation. Unfortunately, “urethral trauma” is... physical. Cool. Oh! In addition, I got my 4th period since May ‘17. It’s been light enough to wear Thinx, but as I said, I had ordered more and they’re nowhere to be found.

Soooo that’s been my day. Miserable and in pain. When I was able to recover enough to think, which entails waiting an unknown amount of time for the pain to subside, I continued listening to Mindy Kaling, watching Chef’s Table, and knitting on my shawl. The day wasn’t a *total* bust.

When Steve got home, we ordered a pizza* and started watching The Incredibles, because I had bought us tickets like a month ago to see the 2nd one. It was really funny to watch the first one and think about how, at the time the movie came out, it was state-of-the-art animation AND the humor was fresh and unique and funny. Still a good movie, but there were several things that didn’t quite age well, including police officers shooting at a black man.

Once we finished, we had about 10 minutes to get to the theatre before the 2nd one started. We live that distance away so it was no biggie, but omg was the theatre PACKED. Like, the parking lot was INSANE with people driving like idiots and fighting over non-spots, and I discovered that at the end of the lot there were several spots. I parked and Steve admitted that I was 1000% right to buy tickets ahead of time** and made a funny comment about hurrying to get seats, when I had to remind the old fossil that when I bought the tickets, I picked out our seats too. Whew, no stress. We got a drink and I got a snack because I was still hungry, and we settled in just in time for the previews.

The animated short, Bao, was so damn cute and of course made me tear up. The guy next me said he didn’t get it, and Steve and I marveled at the insane food animation.

The movie was quite good, and I did like it more than the first one. It was funny and cute, and I was nerdily impressed that they were around the right age for the math that Dash was learning (percents/fractions/decimals and 1-step equations).

*We were on a time crunch, and for the first time in history, given no lead-in or prompting whatsoever, the pizza guy launched into a monologue about losing his expensive rayban glasses and hiding it from his wife??????

**Steve told me it was weird to order tickets ahead of time, and I informed him that not buying tickets and picking seats long before the movie was outdated and lame. Ben even talked about this issue way back in 2013 when pre-buying tickets was a new thing. It’s like, sorry grandpa, I don’t feel like showing up to a movie HOPING I won’t get stuck in the front row by myself. Gone are the days of needing to settle for crappy seats because you showed up late. This is the future, where you can choose the best seats ahead of time from the comfort of your own home.

Ahhhh

Oct. 16th, 2017 12:51 pm
spritechan: (I Wanted the Opposite of This)

Oh no, I'm back to only sleeping as my hobby when I'm not at work! I hate not having the energy to do the things I love, because I have been soooo in the mood to knit my socks or play ITG.

I started a pair of socks in Gauge Dyeworks yarn, and good lord is it amazingly soft and perfect. I would make socks forever out of only that brand. Steve and I went to Half Price Books when we were in Madison the other weekend and I bought a sock book. It was perfect for my needs — it had half the patterns in top-down construction, half the patterns in toe-up construction, and maaaaany different techniques for both, including general sock design.

I had bought a pair of sock needles in a new brand from my yarn shop, and they are nice and firm and sharp, but they are TERRIBLE. They're made of two materials, and after knitting only one pair of socks, one of the tips came off of a needle, and several more have gaps. Awful. So I googled the best sock needles and ordered a set off Amazon. Omg you guys, they are AMAZING. Not only are they sharp and beautiful and one material, but they are the first needles I have ever owned where the size is ETCHED into the needle (as opposed to stamped), so it will never rub off!!!

Anyway, I got about halfway up one foot before I realized that the sock was going to be too big for my small feet. So I tore it all out and started over with a new cast-on technique and smaller needles, now that I have them.

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spritechan: (Lost - Locke jealous island speaks to me)
So... Being too busy has begun to get to me, heh. On Sunday night I got more anxious than I have been in quite some time and I didn't fall asleep until just before Steve came to bed around 3am (He took a 5-day weekend to use up his remaining vacation time before the year ends), and then of course when he woke me up the anxiety cycle restarted. I ended up calling in Monday and yesterday, to catch my breath and also to spend some time with Steve. I mean, I still had school on Monday, and I had a chiro appointment that I ultimately skipped, but it was still good to actually get sleep on not be stressed with the new trimester. I'm definitely over all the rules and controlling of Bath and Body works. I can't wait to be done. I just am not interested in the way it's run, especially with that one manager I simply can't stand. She's rude. And omg my time is so busy. Ughhghghhghhh.

So instead I got to play copious amounts of Rock Band 3!

Pat told me yesterday that it was "refreshing" to have someone who consistently wanted to do vocals. I was surprised because I feel like a bossy twat whenever I'm on vocals, simply because I don't like to do anything else. Guitar Hero I can play on guitar, and I was quite good at it at one point when I lived at Dan's parent's house and played with Michael, but for some reason it just isn't the same on Rock Band. Probably because there's soooo much repetition of notes versus variety. I just HATE the guitar. And let's face it, I am not a drummer. I like to sing, and I can USUALLY figure out pitch. Whenever ANYONE (usually female) asks to sing when I'm being vocals, I get all stiff like they think I'm hogging them and I need to share. I think I might be paranoid. XD

That 70's Show is so good. We've switched back to that being out background show. And omg Breaking Bad is amazing. We finally started the 5th season and it's GREAT.

I'm dyeing my hair Christmas colors this time... I was originally going to do a pink/green/purple or pink/green/blue combo, but then Steve pointed out that it's the holidays, so we got some red and I'm working on the colors right now! I'll post a pic when finished.

When I was at school on Monday, the professor asked for a show of hands who planned to do the hybrid program (mostly online), or the traditional program (once a week face-to-face). Most people raised their hands at hybrid. The class was about half that of when we started. This is due to a combination of people dropping out of the program with a smattering of people who didn't need the course. It was weird. My 3 favorite people were still in it, so I sat by them this time so I didn't have to get stuck with annoying guy. Anyway, during the break one of the students talked with the professor about the differences in the programs, and apparently the professor told them that while the face-to-face program does require the attendance commitment, there's a lot less busy work and most of the work is done in class. Ugh. WHYYY SO MEAN!?!?!? I mean, I get it. They want to make sure students are learning when not attending class so they assign a bunch of things. Is attending a class once a week a good trade-off for not having a ton of independent work? I'm so torn!

P.S. the urologist called back with my test results and said that even though my numbers were far improved, I was still showing some of that bacteria they don't want, so it's back to no sex for a couple weeks and a mega dose of medication. AND another follow-up appointment. Woo.
spritechan: (Lost - Locke jealous island speaks to me)
So... Being too busy has begun to get to me, heh. On Sunday night I got more anxious than I have been in quite some time and I didn't fall asleep until just before Steve came to bed around 3am (He took a 5-day weekend to use up his remaining vacation time before the year ends), and then of course when he woke me up the anxiety cycle restarted. I ended up calling in Monday and yesterday, to catch my breath and also to spend some time with Steve. I mean, I still had school on Monday, and I had a chiro appointment that I ultimately skipped, but it was still good to actually get sleep on not be stressed with the new trimester. I'm definitely over all the rules and controlling of Bath and Body works. I can't wait to be done. I just am not interested in the way it's run, especially with that one manager I simply can't stand. She's rude. And omg my time is so busy. Ughhghghhghhh.

So instead I got to play copious amounts of Rock Band 3!

Pat told me yesterday that it was "refreshing" to have someone who consistently wanted to do vocals. I was surprised because I feel like a bossy twat whenever I'm on vocals, simply because I don't like to do anything else. Guitar Hero I can play on guitar, and I was quite good at it at one point when I lived at Dan's parent's house and played with Michael, but for some reason it just isn't the same on Rock Band. Probably because there's soooo much repetition of notes versus variety. I just HATE the guitar. And let's face it, I am not a drummer. I like to sing, and I can USUALLY figure out pitch. Whenever ANYONE (usually female) asks to sing when I'm being vocals, I get all stiff like they think I'm hogging them and I need to share. I think I might be paranoid. XD

That 70's Show is so good. We've switched back to that being out background show. And omg Breaking Bad is amazing. We finally started the 5th season and it's GREAT.

I'm dyeing my hair Christmas colors this time... I was originally going to do a pink/green/purple or pink/green/blue combo, but then Steve pointed out that it's the holidays, so we got some red and I'm working on the colors right now! I'll post a pic when finished.

When I was at school on Monday, the professor asked for a show of hands who planned to do the hybrid program (mostly online), or the traditional program (once a week face-to-face). Most people raised their hands at hybrid. The class was about half that of when we started. This is due to a combination of people dropping out of the program with a smattering of people who didn't need the course. It was weird. My 3 favorite people were still in it, so I sat by them this time so I didn't have to get stuck with annoying guy. Anyway, during the break one of the students talked with the professor about the differences in the programs, and apparently the professor told them that while the face-to-face program does require the attendance commitment, there's a lot less busy work and most of the work is done in class. Ugh. WHYYY SO MEAN!?!?!? I mean, I get it. They want to make sure students are learning when not attending class so they assign a bunch of things. Is attending a class once a week a good trade-off for not having a ton of independent work? I'm so torn!

P.S. the urologist called back with my test results and said that even though my numbers were far improved, I was still showing some of that bacteria they don't want, so it's back to no sex for a couple weeks and a mega dose of medication. AND another follow-up appointment. Woo.

Health

Oct. 9th, 2012 11:41 am
spritechan: (Voldemort Free Hugs)
I've been experiencing uti symptoms since Thur/Fri and I've been trying to manage it with OTC stuff, D-mannose and probiotics. Each of these items runs $10-$30 each. I've had varying degrees of pain, from almost none to nearly tears, but I have yet to need to live in the bathroom - instead some nights I'm just up every half hour but can eventually go back to bed. This morning I was ready to make an appointment and give up, but it hasn't been as bad as last night so I'm continuing to stick it out. I did request a urology referral though, because the consistency of pain has reached frightening levels. I had thought I should schedule a pap but I guess I'm finally old enough not to need another for a couple years, but the allina site said to schedule a chlamydia screening. Um, fuck that. I don't need to check my vaginal health every year anymore but I need to check for STIs? Nope. Noooo. If I'm not getting a pap, I'm not getting a STD test. Thanks.

I was actually kind of hoping for a pap because overnight I got a huge painful lump in my right breast, like, at least an inch circumference. I googled it and there's like a million things it could be, but it hasn't gone away so I'm a little concerned. I just don't want to go through a long-ass appointment so they can tell me my tissue's just being wonky.

Health

Oct. 9th, 2012 11:41 am
spritechan: (Voldemort Free Hugs)
I've been experiencing uti symptoms since Thur/Fri and I've been trying to manage it with OTC stuff, D-mannose and probiotics. Each of these items runs $10-$30 each. I've had varying degrees of pain, from almost none to nearly tears, but I have yet to need to live in the bathroom - instead some nights I'm just up every half hour but can eventually go back to bed. This morning I was ready to make an appointment and give up, but it hasn't been as bad as last night so I'm continuing to stick it out. I did request a urology referral though, because the consistency of pain has reached frightening levels. I had thought I should schedule a pap but I guess I'm finally old enough not to need another for a couple years, but the allina site said to schedule a chlamydia screening. Um, fuck that. I don't need to check my vaginal health every year anymore but I need to check for STIs? Nope. Noooo. If I'm not getting a pap, I'm not getting a STD test. Thanks.

I was actually kind of hoping for a pap because overnight I got a huge painful lump in my right breast, like, at least an inch circumference. I googled it and there's like a million things it could be, but it hasn't gone away so I'm a little concerned. I just don't want to go through a long-ass appointment so they can tell me my tissue's just being wonky.
spritechan: (Voldemort Free Hugs)
Seriously, can I just NOT get UTI's anymore? Please? ....please?

I'm going to tear my skin out. Hopefully the appointment I made online for tomorrow is actually available and won't make me late for work. Bleh.
spritechan: (Voldemort Free Hugs)
Seriously, can I just NOT get UTI's anymore? Please? ....please?

I'm going to tear my skin out. Hopefully the appointment I made online for tomorrow is actually available and won't make me late for work. Bleh.

Tuesday

Dec. 20th, 2011 03:42 pm
spritechan: (Dilbert - That was embarrassing)
I feel much better today. I heart antibiotics.

I had a fun training today. I went up to a coworker during a break and made sure she wasn't the Melissa whose clients I was working with this weekend. She said no, and then out of the blue said, "I just wanted to let you know that the way you talk about clients and the language you use is really inspiring. I find the things you say in Team [meetings] to be very helpful and really speaks to the work that you do." I about died. It was wonderful, and very surprising.

Tomorrow I'm going to have an awesome lunch with my coworker Priya at this Indian place.

I have my weigh-in this week and of course it's not lookin' good because I had a shitastic weekend. Yay.

Also, I have a distinct disconnect between my thoughts. I see pictures of skinny girls? I vow to not eat too much. I see delicious food? I nom on it. I am definitely not on a diet and am being a huge baby about it. I can even be thinking about consuming less calories (as I said, I really don't overconsume calories, generally speaking) and be putting food or drink in my mouth at the exact same time. Ugh.

P.S. when I was at the doctor (albeit in my sweats) I weighed 138 according to their scale. hatemylife

Tuesday

Dec. 20th, 2011 03:42 pm
spritechan: (Dilbert - That was embarrassing)
I feel much better today. I heart antibiotics.

I had a fun training today. I went up to a coworker during a break and made sure she wasn't the Melissa whose clients I was working with this weekend. She said no, and then out of the blue said, "I just wanted to let you know that the way you talk about clients and the language you use is really inspiring. I find the things you say in Team [meetings] to be very helpful and really speaks to the work that you do." I about died. It was wonderful, and very surprising.

Tomorrow I'm going to have an awesome lunch with my coworker Priya at this Indian place.

I have my weigh-in this week and of course it's not lookin' good because I had a shitastic weekend. Yay.

Also, I have a distinct disconnect between my thoughts. I see pictures of skinny girls? I vow to not eat too much. I see delicious food? I nom on it. I am definitely not on a diet and am being a huge baby about it. I can even be thinking about consuming less calories (as I said, I really don't overconsume calories, generally speaking) and be putting food or drink in my mouth at the exact same time. Ugh.

P.S. when I was at the doctor (albeit in my sweats) I weighed 138 according to their scale. hatemylife
spritechan: (Higurashi - Rena gonna kill you)
Y hallo thar UTI/bladder infection! Long time no see! Since August, is it? I appreciate you waiting until the holidays to resurface.

Yesterday I had a mild symptom of burning once after I peed, but at 4am when I woke up with OMGMUSTPEENOWWW urges and then the subsequent NOT sleeping, I knew I was in hell again. I actually called in to work and asked people to help with my appointments because there was no way in HELL I could leave my bed. I had a RAGING headache all day (it is currently gently throbbing, reminding me that it still exists) and I've been really nauseated, even WITHOUT the pyridium (which is a lifesaver and I will withstand all the nausea/vomiting ever to take it).

I called the doctor immediately at 8am, tried to weasel a prescription without a visit, but this clinic doesn't work like that, so even though I KNOW I'm mo' fuckin' sick, I have to pay for an office visit and a lab (at least at my old clinic if they were being jerks about needing proof I could just breeze in for a pee cup and wait for the results). The appointment guy tried to tell me I had to wait until tomorrow for my primary doctor, but he changed his mind after I put on my Do Not Fuck With Me tone. I dragged my sorry ass out of bed with messy hair and ALL the scrub clothes and pathetically drove to the doctor, wishing I didn't have to drive because it only made my nausea and headache worse.

So I had to sit through the questions and other crap. When I peed I noticed what I guessed was tissue? in the cup. I worried that I may have contaminated the specimen, but I couldn't see how shooting pee into a cup after thoroughly cleansing the area first could lead to THAT MUCH residue. When I get UTIs my smell gets sharper, I appear to discharge from my urethra itself, but rarely is there blood. This weird string in my cup was frightening. It turned out apparently to be "White Blood Cell clumps". Isn't that just nasty? And I have so many WBCs that they manifest visibly?! Blehhh. THe doctor made me feel better when she said I probably knew more than she did about bladder infections and UTIs and sent me on my way with a script right quick.

I spent the whole day laying in bed, sleeping off and on. I slept to avoid the pain and my headache, but the sleeping only spurred the headache on because I didn't need more sleep. Vicious cycle is vicious.

Steve is out shopping for me, so I've had the kitties to keep me company. He's bringing me Chipotle later. I didn't want to eat today because I don't want to throw it up, but the medication has to be taken with food. So I had some thick soup and a couple of pieces of bread earlier. It was good.
spritechan: (Higurashi - Rena gonna kill you)
Y hallo thar UTI/bladder infection! Long time no see! Since August, is it? I appreciate you waiting until the holidays to resurface.

Yesterday I had a mild symptom of burning once after I peed, but at 4am when I woke up with OMGMUSTPEENOWWW urges and then the subsequent NOT sleeping, I knew I was in hell again. I actually called in to work and asked people to help with my appointments because there was no way in HELL I could leave my bed. I had a RAGING headache all day (it is currently gently throbbing, reminding me that it still exists) and I've been really nauseated, even WITHOUT the pyridium (which is a lifesaver and I will withstand all the nausea/vomiting ever to take it).

I called the doctor immediately at 8am, tried to weasel a prescription without a visit, but this clinic doesn't work like that, so even though I KNOW I'm mo' fuckin' sick, I have to pay for an office visit and a lab (at least at my old clinic if they were being jerks about needing proof I could just breeze in for a pee cup and wait for the results). The appointment guy tried to tell me I had to wait until tomorrow for my primary doctor, but he changed his mind after I put on my Do Not Fuck With Me tone. I dragged my sorry ass out of bed with messy hair and ALL the scrub clothes and pathetically drove to the doctor, wishing I didn't have to drive because it only made my nausea and headache worse.

So I had to sit through the questions and other crap. When I peed I noticed what I guessed was tissue? in the cup. I worried that I may have contaminated the specimen, but I couldn't see how shooting pee into a cup after thoroughly cleansing the area first could lead to THAT MUCH residue. When I get UTIs my smell gets sharper, I appear to discharge from my urethra itself, but rarely is there blood. This weird string in my cup was frightening. It turned out apparently to be "White Blood Cell clumps". Isn't that just nasty? And I have so many WBCs that they manifest visibly?! Blehhh. THe doctor made me feel better when she said I probably knew more than she did about bladder infections and UTIs and sent me on my way with a script right quick.

I spent the whole day laying in bed, sleeping off and on. I slept to avoid the pain and my headache, but the sleeping only spurred the headache on because I didn't need more sleep. Vicious cycle is vicious.

Steve is out shopping for me, so I've had the kitties to keep me company. He's bringing me Chipotle later. I didn't want to eat today because I don't want to throw it up, but the medication has to be taken with food. So I had some thick soup and a couple of pieces of bread earlier. It was good.

Le mope

Aug. 15th, 2011 11:20 am
spritechan: (Grim it's been a long day)
I'd been having UTI symptoms since last Tuesday, but I'd hoped it was just a scare and I was being sensitive. It appears to not be. I didn't want to make an appointment without being SURE I have a UTI, which is so stupid because everywhere you read about them it talks about the seriousness of them and getting to the doctor if you experience symptoms more than 2 days. However, in my billions of times seeing doctors for UTIs, the vast majority of the time I am treated with contempt and rudeness, and this has scared me away from going in right away. I made an appointment for tomorrow at 9:45am, the earliest I could be seen. At least, I think I did... when she said "the earliest we have is tomorrow at 9:45am," I said, "Okay, thank you" and she didn't respond so I thought she took it as confirmation and we hung up. Now I'm paranoid that she DIDN'T schedule it (as I have not gotten a confirmation from the Allina site) and I'm going to show up to no appointment and break into hysterics.

Seriously, UTIs are THE. WORST. Never do I wish I were dead except when I have a UTI. It slowly wears down my resolve and I am in a constant state of irritability and near tears. I'm really depressed right now for me, and I was happy to not have any appointments today so I could just do paperwork and drown in my self-pity but my team leader called me and asked me to attend an intake this afternoon. Le sigh.

I noticed something interesting though. I'd been taking AZO to help with the pee urges, and as I've written before, it wants me to vomit it back up more than anything. Steve and I cleaned out my car this weekend (so pretty now!) and I found a bottle of REAL Pyridium tabs, prescription, with 4 left. I am a hoarder when it comes to them - I want to REALLY need them before I use them - and I forgot I had them. The AZO pills are tiny, and there are two of them. Pyridium is big like a calcium pill. I've taken two Pyridium since (I've been in that much pain) and I only got somewhat nauseated. Nothing like the symptoms I get when I take the OTC stuff. Oh, and with both, they make my eyeballs hurt. It's like someone's pushing on my eyes. The Pyridium, probably obviously, works better as well. The pain pretty much COMPLETELY disappears for a time, with only some residual pressure on my bladder. So much so that I trick myself into thinking I'm getting better.

Anyway, if my anxiety gets bad enough I might call back to confirm the appointment.

Le mope

Aug. 15th, 2011 11:20 am
spritechan: (Grim it's been a long day)
I'd been having UTI symptoms since last Tuesday, but I'd hoped it was just a scare and I was being sensitive. It appears to not be. I didn't want to make an appointment without being SURE I have a UTI, which is so stupid because everywhere you read about them it talks about the seriousness of them and getting to the doctor if you experience symptoms more than 2 days. However, in my billions of times seeing doctors for UTIs, the vast majority of the time I am treated with contempt and rudeness, and this has scared me away from going in right away. I made an appointment for tomorrow at 9:45am, the earliest I could be seen. At least, I think I did... when she said "the earliest we have is tomorrow at 9:45am," I said, "Okay, thank you" and she didn't respond so I thought she took it as confirmation and we hung up. Now I'm paranoid that she DIDN'T schedule it (as I have not gotten a confirmation from the Allina site) and I'm going to show up to no appointment and break into hysterics.

Seriously, UTIs are THE. WORST. Never do I wish I were dead except when I have a UTI. It slowly wears down my resolve and I am in a constant state of irritability and near tears. I'm really depressed right now for me, and I was happy to not have any appointments today so I could just do paperwork and drown in my self-pity but my team leader called me and asked me to attend an intake this afternoon. Le sigh.

I noticed something interesting though. I'd been taking AZO to help with the pee urges, and as I've written before, it wants me to vomit it back up more than anything. Steve and I cleaned out my car this weekend (so pretty now!) and I found a bottle of REAL Pyridium tabs, prescription, with 4 left. I am a hoarder when it comes to them - I want to REALLY need them before I use them - and I forgot I had them. The AZO pills are tiny, and there are two of them. Pyridium is big like a calcium pill. I've taken two Pyridium since (I've been in that much pain) and I only got somewhat nauseated. Nothing like the symptoms I get when I take the OTC stuff. Oh, and with both, they make my eyeballs hurt. It's like someone's pushing on my eyes. The Pyridium, probably obviously, works better as well. The pain pretty much COMPLETELY disappears for a time, with only some residual pressure on my bladder. So much so that I trick myself into thinking I'm getting better.

Anyway, if my anxiety gets bad enough I might call back to confirm the appointment.

Le woe

Mar. 24th, 2011 04:10 am
spritechan: (Grim it's been a long day)
Last night was not cool. Steve and I were playing WoW, and I noticed the pressure on my bladder/urge to pee was higher than it should have been for the amount of liquids I'm consuming. When I went before we went to bed, it huuuuurt. Oh my god. I've actually been REALLY good for almost a year, with only a few scares but nothing resulting in a full-blown UTI. It was the first time in FOREVER!!! And I don't know what I did wrong! I haven't been drinking sodas or erny dranks, and I'm drinking a lot of water! I also follow all the other protocol etc etc that was never really the issue. So whyyyyy?! I forced myself to fall asleep, but I ended up spending the latter half of the night in the bathroom, either stuck on the toilet or curled up on the floor of the bathroom. It was so bad that I even took some Pyridium in hopes that it would at least relieve that horrible, painful pressure. I tried valiantly not to vomit it back up, but in the end I was the loser. My stomach really hates it, and I know I probably shouldn't be putting things in my body that are rejected 95% of the time... but if I can keep it down long enough, it really does work. My pee is a fun bright orange! And.. uh... so was my puke. >_< I finally got back to bed a little after 9pm (Steve gets up at 10, and I sleep after he leaves from 11-11:20pm), and I was not better per se, but at least I could get a little sleep. When I got up I wasn't in crippling pain anymore, and I've been able to function with just a dull throb/burning, even after peeing. I'm probably going to fill the extra prescription my doctor gave me - I've been saving it for a real emergency, like this.

Grim was adorable and kept me company the whole time, because we're kindred spirits and both have urethra issues. It was fate! Poor us, seriously. When I crawled back into bed, Steve was cute, mumbling in his sleep and pulling me close. Later, when I told him what actually happened last night (he's a deep sleeper), he was like, "Aww! If I was more awake I would have held your hair back for you!" hehe. Ah, romance.

Le woe

Mar. 24th, 2011 04:10 am
spritechan: (Grim it's been a long day)
Last night was not cool. Steve and I were playing WoW, and I noticed the pressure on my bladder/urge to pee was higher than it should have been for the amount of liquids I'm consuming. When I went before we went to bed, it huuuuurt. Oh my god. I've actually been REALLY good for almost a year, with only a few scares but nothing resulting in a full-blown UTI. It was the first time in FOREVER!!! And I don't know what I did wrong! I haven't been drinking sodas or erny dranks, and I'm drinking a lot of water! I also follow all the other protocol etc etc that was never really the issue. So whyyyyy?! I forced myself to fall asleep, but I ended up spending the latter half of the night in the bathroom, either stuck on the toilet or curled up on the floor of the bathroom. It was so bad that I even took some Pyridium in hopes that it would at least relieve that horrible, painful pressure. I tried valiantly not to vomit it back up, but in the end I was the loser. My stomach really hates it, and I know I probably shouldn't be putting things in my body that are rejected 95% of the time... but if I can keep it down long enough, it really does work. My pee is a fun bright orange! And.. uh... so was my puke. >_< I finally got back to bed a little after 9pm (Steve gets up at 10, and I sleep after he leaves from 11-11:20pm), and I was not better per se, but at least I could get a little sleep. When I got up I wasn't in crippling pain anymore, and I've been able to function with just a dull throb/burning, even after peeing. I'm probably going to fill the extra prescription my doctor gave me - I've been saving it for a real emergency, like this.

Grim was adorable and kept me company the whole time, because we're kindred spirits and both have urethra issues. It was fate! Poor us, seriously. When I crawled back into bed, Steve was cute, mumbling in his sleep and pulling me close. Later, when I told him what actually happened last night (he's a deep sleeper), he was like, "Aww! If I was more awake I would have held your hair back for you!" hehe. Ah, romance.

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