Saturday, May 31, 2008
What, Did I Jinx Myself?
We were even gonna go on a date tonight and see the geezer Indy movie in the theatre. Instead I woke up this morning with a raging UTI. If you don't know what UTI means, I hate your life. And I had to get up because this morning was John's Diabetes TourdeCure ride, so I had to watch baby. She slept a lot which was great because I was exhausted and weak from this sudden infection. Well, I say sudden, but the doctor says it's probably been building a while. But I felt terrible when I absolutely positively had to put Lily in the crib to go pee and then it took forever cuz it hurt so much and she was crying and wanting out of the crib jail.
Then of course I get to take myself into urgent care because the other option is bring everyone and that's just more stressful. No coddling sick Mommy. So I took myself. Then I was an eejit trying to get out of the parking ramp. I'm sure the person behind me thought they'd never get out because I couldn't follow instructions. Doy.
So of course I have to take Cipro, the big monster killer antibiotic. Luckily the doctor was a woman and when I told I needed Percoset for pain for the last yeast infection I had, and I could write her a guarantee I'd get a yeast infection from these antibiotics, she prescribed anti-yeast meds at the same time. Bless her. Instead of "Well, let's deal with that if it happens."
John was gone when I got home from the drugstore, I think he's out walking the babies, both Lily and the fuzzy one. So I fixed myself some food in my stupor--a bowl of cereal--so that I can take all these pills.
I've heard that you're sick the first year of your baby's life, but come on! I mean, I expected colds, not this stuff. This is major. I'm weak. I need to go lie down. I'm a little scared, too, because the Topomax I'm taking as a preventive for migraines (which it doesn't seem to be doing much of) can cause kidney stones...that's all I need. Pain worse than birth.
It's such a nice summer day outside, and I'm sick. Poo. I just want to roll up in a ball and sleep. I'm glad Johnny got the babies out.
Then of course I get to take myself into urgent care because the other option is bring everyone and that's just more stressful. No coddling sick Mommy. So I took myself. Then I was an eejit trying to get out of the parking ramp. I'm sure the person behind me thought they'd never get out because I couldn't follow instructions. Doy.
So of course I have to take Cipro, the big monster killer antibiotic. Luckily the doctor was a woman and when I told I needed Percoset for pain for the last yeast infection I had, and I could write her a guarantee I'd get a yeast infection from these antibiotics, she prescribed anti-yeast meds at the same time. Bless her. Instead of "Well, let's deal with that if it happens."
John was gone when I got home from the drugstore, I think he's out walking the babies, both Lily and the fuzzy one. So I fixed myself some food in my stupor--a bowl of cereal--so that I can take all these pills.
I've heard that you're sick the first year of your baby's life, but come on! I mean, I expected colds, not this stuff. This is major. I'm weak. I need to go lie down. I'm a little scared, too, because the Topomax I'm taking as a preventive for migraines (which it doesn't seem to be doing much of) can cause kidney stones...that's all I need. Pain worse than birth.
It's such a nice summer day outside, and I'm sick. Poo. I just want to roll up in a ball and sleep. I'm glad Johnny got the babies out.
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