Friday, November 11, 2011

Ups and downs, because that's how I roll(er coaster)

I'm happy to say that doubling my Lyrica seems to be helping a little. The muscle pain (particularly in my arms and LEGS) has been slightly less the last few days, especially when it's the worst - at work. But I've switched to having an incredible amount of back pain, which negates all the work the Lyrica is doing because when my back starts to twist up like this, it throws off my gait, and makes everything hurt. So. I'm not really sure where the back pain is coming from, because it's never been like this before. I would love it if it would leave me.

I am having some sort of issue with my birth control or my girl parts or something. A few days ago I started spotting (which hasn't happened since I started the BC), it was brown, it was very minimal, like it wasn't really going to do anything. Three days of that. Then discharge. Today, a little more spotting. I really have no idea what's going on since I've been really stable since I started taking the stuff....I even took a pregnancy test just to be sure I wasn't in for more than I bargained for (the chances of me being pregnant were about 0.001 to begin with since I was on the BC consistently and the only guy I've slept with is infertile....so really, I didn't actually believe I was pregnant, just ruling things out here). I'm going to give it the weekend and if I'm still having problems on Monday, I'll call the OB/GYN.

Getting my teeth fixed finally. The pain was getting to the point that I just couldn't stand it and I have insurance that really needed to be taken advantage of. So I'm getting a root canal (possibly two, depending on what the specialist thinks) and a total of 6 teeth fixed (fillings and a crown). There are 8 more we are watching but don't need work at this point. I hate my teeth and I hate that my reflux is doing this to my teeth, but I'm going to be so glad when my mouth isn't killing me every time I breathe.
Oh, and the copay for the root canal is $200....so, I'm looking forward to putting more on the credit card that I was so close to having paid off. Fail.

Came home from work the other night after an extra long shift...I was clocked in for 13.3 hours. I hurt to the point that I couldn't walk when I got home. I used my cane for the night, but my legs just would not move anymore, they were just dead weight. That's definitely a low for me because I've had bad nights but I think that was the worst yet. I considered skipping my evening meds and sleeping in the recliner where I had gotten comfortable...just because I wasn't sure I would be able to get up again.

Major high points? I have a 4 day weekend (well, three, because I have school Monday, so it doesn't count). I have a 4 day weekend with no obligations and the house to myself. My dad will be home tonight, but that's the most I'll see of him for the weekend because he's going hunting. Me and my Bently boy are going to be chillin here for 3 beautiful days. So far today we've spent some time outside (me not as much since it's cold and I'm currently out of arthritis meds). Brought in a few pieces of firewood to keep the stove warm so dad won't have to re-light it when he gets home (and to keep the house cozy, though I don't have it that hot, I've still had the space heater on some today). Doing laundry. I have found I actually don't loathe laundry like I used to. I don't have a laundry day anymore, I just do frequent small loads on days off. This means I'm not sorting (because everything is basically colors that have all color-fasted, so I don't have to worry), and not a lot of heavy basket hauling or hours spent folding. It's 5 minutes folding and hanging and putting everything away and it's done. So I'm doing my bed and the dog's bed (my beach towels that he claimed early on in life....oh well, as long as he's happy) in two loads and I have all day to do it so I've been doing things in between. I sat at the sewing machine for 2 hours (my back wasn't pleased with that)....going to finish this quilt before Christmas this year....I feel bad that it's taken me this long to finish as it is a gift for my stepdad from last year....but it's getting very close to done now. Perhaps 20 more hours of work (I'm not speedy, there's no need to be) and it will be completed.

Today, I'm ignoring my homework. I have a test on Monday that I'm feeling pretty good about but definitely need to study more. But I also need a rest day. So I'm done with the sewing machine today. And basically everything else. I'll bring up the sheets when they're done and that'll be the extent of my work today. Tomorrow I'll cook a little and do some studying.

Have an appointment with the gastroenterologist in two weeks. Going to insist on the feeding tube or a referral to someone who will do it. I can't even eat pureed food anymore without trouble. I'm refluxing and regurgitating everything I eat (except clear liquids), and I'm in so much pain after just a few bites of anything. I hate this and I just can't take it anymore. I want my GI doc to understand this. I know he's hesitant about putting a J-tube in a 24 year old, but I'm hesitant about living on pureed plain pasta and white soda for the rest of my life. I can't function like this. So next Monday has only one goal: schedule a time for surgery to get this damn thing taken care of.

Okay, done sitting here typing because my back is complaining loudly. Going to stretch out on the couch with the pup and watch some old school tv/dvds.

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