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Road to recovery- take 2.   Leave a comment

After taking 1 day of prednisone and realizing that was a no go for me, (diabetes is a bitch with meds!), 2 days of Afrin (which, burned like hell, I’d imagine), I found my way back to Urgent Care today, a week and a day after my last visit.  I saw the lovely Dr. Wanda.  She has seen my children previously, and has a fairly pleasant manner about her, so I was pleased for the change of docs from the last visit.  After taking down notes on the last 2 weeks of progress & decline, she listened to my heart & lungs, looked in the ears, nose, & throat, and decided to give me not 1, not 2, not 3, but 4 prescriptions!  I feel special.  Well, considering I saw her maybe all of 15 minutes, after I was there for 3 hours.. I don’t know if special fits the bill.  But, at least this should (I hope) get me back to feeling better soon.  After trying to cough up a lung for 2 days, and blowing bits of my brain thru my nostrils periodically thru the week, and feeling like something has taken up residence in my ear and click clacking away, I look forward to some kind of relief.

With the upcoming holiday weekend, (no, not Thanksgiving!  – Veteran’s Day) we plan to travel to see family we haven’t seen for awhile.  I only hope I am well enough to travel then.   Family is important, and life is too short.


Posted November 9, 2011 by Meg's Simple Life in life in general

swimming?   2 comments

I’ve too many thoughts swimming in my head.  Swimming, because it’s full of fluid.  Dripping out of my nose.  I have a pond building up in my nose & it’s backing up into my brain.  I think the left side of my face wants to ‘splode, except for the fact there is this drip.  I’ve never understood how one could be stuffy & runny at the same time.

In any case, I’m not taking the prednisone the urgent care prescribed me.  I took it the first day, and my diabetes was WAY over the top of my top numbers.  I got through to my regular doctor, and was told that if I needed OTC relief, I could use tylenol, afrin (no more than 3 days, due to it’s addictive nature) and diabetic cough syrup if I started feeling congested in my chest.  More than that, I’ll need to see her.  Awesome.  Don’t get me wrong, I like my doctor well enough, but she’s very inconvenient for me to get to for anything other than my quarterly labs & checkups.  She’s only in the office like 3 days a week, and 30 minutes from my home, or 2 hours from my work.  Take your pick, either way, it means I miss a day of work to go see her.   I dislike most doctors, and it took me till I was 32 to find her and haven’t wanted to leave that office since, even though we moved over to the next state, and work over another state yet.

So, I’m sitting here in a half zombie state, trying to make up my mind if I’m going to feel about the same in the morning, or worse, and if I want to make myself go to work tomorrow, or spare everyone around me the contamination.  I’ve never been a big user of the hand sanitizers, but today at work, I washed my hands so much, and sanitized them, then wiped down my area with clorox disinfecting wipes.

Decisions, decisions..

Yea, you know when you're alone, you put the tissue there too.


Hot tea, all day long..


Posted November 3, 2011 by Meg's Simple Life in life in general

Nut bread and stuff   4 comments

Yesterday, we got ready for work as we would any other day, leaving the house at about 7am, to try & beat the rush through the toll road and eventual parking lot that follows, to be at work by 8am.  If we are so much as 5 minutes behind traffic, we end up being 30 minutes late.  It’s crazy, I know!  Anyway, we get about 5 minutes from the parking lot, and the cell phone starts going off.  Don’t bother coming in, the building is shut down to a water main break in the parking lot.  Umm.. we are already there.  We live 45 miles from work, and it was nearly 8am, what time do you *think* we leave to get there by 8am?  Really..

So, we got to the building, ran in quick to grab a few things to maybe do some work from home, and make the return trip.  After getting home, I call urgent care to find out if I can get my daughter’s sick note for the school extended by 1 day, as she was still feeling bad and I kept her home 1 more day than the note allowed, and the school is..well, let’s say there’s no love lost for the school.  They said they would love to give me a note for another day, and since I had to come in to get it, why don’t I bring her in for a follow up to see how she’s doing.  So, the 3 of us (Steve, myself, and Alex) all head to urgent care for said note.  Well, Steve went too, because he’s been sick for almost 2 weeks and it’s bronchitis.  Alex has an ear infection, this we knew from the weekend visit. And so Steve said I should get seen as well, since I’ve been complaining for a few days now as well of not feeling well. Three hours in urgent care.  By the way, we never did do any work from home.

There are reasons that I have grown to *hate* most doctors, and the one we saw yesterday at urgent care, was definitely one of *them*.  I go in for ear pain, nausea, and dizziness, and he goes off about my weight, diabetes, cholesterol, and blood pressure.  I need to try this awesome diet program that has been around for like 30 years, and he himself uses it for the past 10 years, and it’s so amazing it will cure cancer!  Ok, so that last part is an exaggeration, but I swear it was like he was the spokesman for it, and it would fix all our problems.  Can’t quit smoking (Steve) then try the Zone!  Alex is allergic to everything and anything and about to start allergy shots.. no, wait, the ZONE will cure that! (I kid you not.. he pushed it to cure her allergies.) And my earache and nausea had nothing on the Zone!  It would fix my problems and make me forget I wanted to vomit all over this idiot.  Oh wait, scratch that.  1) He is NOT my primary care physician.  I am on meds, and I talk to my doctor at *least* 4x a year, with labs.  2)I’m here for an earache, not a lecture, do I need treatment for my ear or NOT?

Oh, so my treatment.  A 3 day prescription for Prednisone, steroid treatment to maybe reduce the swelling in my ear so the fluid will drain and make the pain go away.  Oh, by the way, this treatment will FUCK UP YOUR SUGAR LEVELS.  I couldn’t eat today.  I had a breakfast sandwich at 8am, a small croissant with 2 pieces of bacon, an egg, and a slice of cheese.  And a coffee.  Three hours later, my sugar reading was 275.  An hour later, it was 265.  I wanted coffee for my throat, it was hurting and my voice was coming & going.  So, skipping food for the day, and having another coffee.  2 hours later, it was again 275.  I was so hungry on the ride home, I tested again, it was finally *just* under 200, (197), and I scarfed down a granola bar.  I didn’t get dinner for another 2 hours after that, and it was 2 slices of pizza.  I don’t even want to know how high my sugar is now.  It’s been just over an hour, maybe 90 minutes since having that, and I fear the over 300 reading.  Oh, by the way, my ear STILL HURTS.  And now, my nose is starting to fill up as well.  Do I continue to take the prednisone for 2 more days that didn’t make my symptoms feel better, and made my sugar so bad I felt worse, and had to just, not eat all day?

I’m ready to say the hell with all of it, and bake some banana nut bread and eat the whole damn loaf.  yea. mmm mmm good.

yes, i could so eat the whole thing, diabetes be damned!

Posted November 2, 2011 by Meg's Simple Life in life in general

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