Aaaaaand.... kidneys redux
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wobblerlorriI've got 2 more days of Bactrim, and my right kidney still has the dull achy pain waaaaay deep inside. I feel pretty perky now most mornings, but by about 2 or 3 in the pm I get really tired and start having chills. So I go put on my jammies and crawl in the bed for a couple-three hours.
My life, it is such a rollercoaster of excitement and thrills.
I'm not having the pussy pee smell quite so much, but in the evening it will crop up every now and then. Last night I was filling Maggie's food bowl, and just about fell over from the puff of pus pee that came up. AND I'd just gotten out of the shower!!
I have an appt with the sainted Dr. E next week (Tues or Wed), and I'm going to see if we can't arrange some imaging to see if there's an infected stone in the right kidney, get it blasted out of there, and then go on some long term antibiotic therapy (like Macrobid for 6 months or something). This is putting a serious kink in what little I do around the house -- I need to vacuum and sweep, the floors need to be steam mopped, the carpets need to be cleaned, and I'm heartily tired of spaghetti, badly cooked cube steak with greasy thin gravy, chili dogs, hamburgers, hot dogs, and the other bachelor type foods Mike cooks. He doesn't like to experiment with new recipes, and won't cook anything in our cookbook, but just falls back on the old tried and true. Not to mention I haven't been able to do my running since I first got sick!!
So there it is. I feel pretty good until I apparently have a quick burst of bacteria in the afternoon, and then have to go sleep it off. At this rate we'll probably have pizza for Thanksgiving, and everyone will just get pictures of candy and cookies for Christmas.
Except the gay ex. HE won't even get a PICTURE!! Besides, how do you send candy and cookies to someone who's living in a cardboard box?
My life, it is such a rollercoaster of excitement and thrills.
I'm not having the pussy pee smell quite so much, but in the evening it will crop up every now and then. Last night I was filling Maggie's food bowl, and just about fell over from the puff of pus pee that came up. AND I'd just gotten out of the shower!!
I have an appt with the sainted Dr. E next week (Tues or Wed), and I'm going to see if we can't arrange some imaging to see if there's an infected stone in the right kidney, get it blasted out of there, and then go on some long term antibiotic therapy (like Macrobid for 6 months or something). This is putting a serious kink in what little I do around the house -- I need to vacuum and sweep, the floors need to be steam mopped, the carpets need to be cleaned, and I'm heartily tired of spaghetti, badly cooked cube steak with greasy thin gravy, chili dogs, hamburgers, hot dogs, and the other bachelor type foods Mike cooks. He doesn't like to experiment with new recipes, and won't cook anything in our cookbook, but just falls back on the old tried and true. Not to mention I haven't been able to do my running since I first got sick!!
So there it is. I feel pretty good until I apparently have a quick burst of bacteria in the afternoon, and then have to go sleep it off. At this rate we'll probably have pizza for Thanksgiving, and everyone will just get pictures of candy and cookies for Christmas.
Except the gay ex. HE won't even get a PICTURE!! Besides, how do you send candy and cookies to someone who's living in a cardboard box?
