8 posts tagged “medicine”
Or it is success?!? Either way you look at it, I'm on Phenergan again... I was hoping that I would not need to be medicated this time around... That I would be able to simply enjoy the state of incubation... To have not a care and to daydream about Boogie holding hands and cuddling up with the baby during all of my free time (HA! what is that, anyway?)... But, alas, it was not meant to be... This weekend, though, I went through an amazing tailspin... I ended up white as a sheet, barely-more-than-horizontal, and daydreaming about the ability to nibble on some tasty grapes without feeling like I was only biding my time until I took up my worship of the porcelain goddess once again... Instead of being stupid and torturing myself, I decided to call the doctor's office before things got completely out of control... After my first pregnancy, during which I tried to wean myself off of the Phenergan way too many times, I got pretty good at recognizing the systematic return to a state of full-on hyperemesis... I figured that reaching the point of being couch-ridden, pale as a sheet, and ready to puke, meant "it was time"... Immediately after receiving confirmation that my prescription was being called in to the pharmacy, my body decided to celebrate by taking me all the way to the next level... Yay! (And, no, I do not really think puking is at all fun)... I am so thankful that I live in a time and a place where I am able to get a prescription to help my body retain food and water so that I can nourish my unborn child... As much as my mom and sister like to harp on me about how "lucky" I am to have the choice of taking this prescription, and try to make me feel guilty that they had to put up with their morning sickness all nine months, I am thankful that they never had to experience the extreme sickness that is hyperemesis... I try to be as polite as possible, to recognize that I am very thankful for the medical professionals from whom I receive my medication, and to move on before I slap them for thinking their doctor would not help them if they had it even close to as bad as me... I am also thankful that my husband is supportive enough to encourage me to take this medication instead of being like some guys who think I am just wimping out where other women have proven themselves more capable... Yeah... As the eloquently-spoken Rachel Green once said, "No uterus, no opinion!" Later days...
Is such an awesome drug... I can't imagine living in a time when antibiotics were not a possibility... I have strep throat so bad that I could hardly swallow my own spit this morning, and yet a first dose of antibiotic and some sleep has given my body enough of a boost that I don't feel like I am trying to swallow gravel anymore... It was funny to see the look on the doctor's face when he looked into my throat this morning... He said, "Well, that sure sounds like it hurts!" Umm... Ok... Whatever... Just give me the prescription and let me start getting better! It was tough waiting for the pharmacy to open, but I managed to distract myself by spending the gift certificate from my library peeps (it came with the plants when I was out for the surgery)... I know this makes me a total geek, but I think I am most excited about the fact that I got some cute new socks... New socks = comfy, so I guess it makes sense... But, still... It's unnatural! Teeheehee... Later days...
I am home, resting on my chaise lounge, catching up on TV shows with hulu.com ... I watched Monday's episode of The Sarah Connors Chronicle, and now I am watching (well, currently listening to) last night's Daily Show... So, why am I home and relaxing?!? Because I had 2 wisdom teeth taken out this morning... It was not terrible, but there were 2 moments I didn't necessarily enjoy... First was when the shot in the roof of my mouth almost made me pass out... They had to lay me back and give me oxygen and everything... Then, after all was said and done, I ended up puking... Luckily, I thought ahead enough to consider the possibility of vomiting, and my hyperemesis gave me plenty of opportunity to hone my pre-puking-possibility diet... I was smart enough to have oatmeal for breakfast this morning, so it neither scratched my throat nor tasted/smelled horrible coming back up... I know that was probably TMI for some of you, but I'm freakin proud of myself for being so ingenious! Teeheehee... Anyhow... I am now on hydrocodone, ibuprofen, and penicillin, so I am thankful that my husband has excellent health insurance... Between his awesome insurance and Target's awesome pharmacy pricing, I only paid like $10 for all three prescriptions... Yay! The thing that sucks the most is that I am on a "soft and cold" food diet for about 24 hours... Lots of yogurt and applesauce for me, I guess... Bah... Well, I think that about sums it up, and I have some other crap I wanna do, so I'm outie... Later days...
It's official... After all the time I spent joking about it, I actually, really, and truly have OCD... And now I am taking Fluoxetine (a.k.a. Prozac) to deal with it... How cliché can I possibly be?!? A librarian with OCD -- who also takes freakin' Prozac to deal with her anxiety?!? Man alive! Hopefully this will actually help things, though... My doctor said that I should take a two-pronged approach: drugs and psychotherapy... I can't exactly argue against getting a therapist, so I will have to look into that tomorrow... Right now, though, I need to try and get me some sleep -- although that may be tough, since Clark is doing another night of extreme overtime, and my bed will be all cold and lonely without my space-heater/love-of-my-life... Later days...
I don't know if there are many (normal) things in this world worse than seeing your child sick and not being able to make them better immediately... Forget about the fact that I am tired from being up multiple times in the middle of the night for the last few nights; I have a broken heart from listening to Boogie cough non-stop from 3-4(ish) this morning... Poor kiddo! I sure hope the cough syrup does its job soon... I would hate for him to miss his first ever field trip (to the apple orchard) on Tuesday... OK -- my 10 minute break is over... Back to work... Later days...
I started out writing a reply to some comments on "fasting," but it was starting to get really long and detailed... I decided to cut and paste it here (and then type some more) so everyone could follow the saga more easily... Teeheehee...
The good news is that my doctor is awesome, and she didn't treat me
like a hypochondriac! She actually offered to send me for a sleep
study, but I told her I would first try a few more lifestyle changes (i.e. exercise & yoga)
and possibly use the sleeping pill samples (Rozerem) she gave me... She also said that
the tonsil thing is not likely to go away and just to keep clearing
them out if they bother me -- but that removal of my tonsils was
possibly an option if the sleep study showed that I had sleep apnea...
My left arm hurts from the tetanus shot, and my right arm has an itchy
rash where they used the "wrong" kind of medical tape (I didn't realize what type she was using until it was too late, because I can't look when someone is drawing blood)... On Sunday, I begin
taking Yaz to help with my PCOS symptoms... Let's hope that works out well! The big medical story of the day, though, had nothing to do with that doctor's office... After my appointment at my GP, I remembered that I had a strange bill from my OB/GYN visit, so I called them... You see, I already had a bill from the office which included lab tests... Then, I just got a bill from Lab Corp... I was figuring it was a mistake, but I was wrong... The bill said "High Risk HPV," but I was all like, "I've only ever had one partner, so I can't be high risk, can I?" Apparently, I was -- because I had "abnormal cells"
in my pap smear... My chart had a notation that I had been notified on July 20th... Ummm... No! So, I asked if they had the results back yet... The receptionist gave a strange pause (started to say something and stopped)... Then, she told me I had to wait for a nurse to call me back... I'm not gonna lie -- she scared the crap out of me by doing that... A nurse finally called me at 7:30pm (WTF?!?), and had good news... The test for HPV was negative... She said that I could come in for another pap if I wanted, but I said that was okay... If the doctor isn't requesting me to come back, I trust his judgment... It was just a bit scary, since my mom tested positive for HPV and ended up having cervical cancer (not long ago)... So, yeah... I am just a little bit relieved about that... Later days...
So, I freakin' hate being sick... At 5am, I seriously thought I might have to go to the hospital... My lungs were so hardened with phlegm that I could hardly breathe, and my trachea and bronchi hurt so bad that I could barely cough... It was pretty much a little squeak... Clark looked pretty scared when he woke up and realized that sound was me... After taking some expectorant, some Ibuprofen, and a hot shower, though, I got up the nerve to make myself cough really hard... It hurt pretty bad, but it started me on the path to breathing again... Boogie is still coughing quite a bit, so I took the liberty of re-checking the ingredients of his cough syrup, and I realized that his cough syrup had a cough suppressant but no expectorant, so I ended up getting him different cough syrup today... God, I hope the two of us get better by Tuesday... I can't imagine keeping him out of daycare for another full week (Daycare Lady is taking a "personal day" on Thursday)... So, I have a slightly humorous story for you all, now that I am done complaining about how I'm so sick... The lights in our dining room were flickering, so I just pretended to have a seizure -- and Clark actually fell for it... WTF?!? We are always joking about the warnings on video games and stuff, but I guess it hit too close to home when I did it on a day when I already had trouble breathing... Sorry babe! I guess I am just evil after all... Teeheehee... Later days...
