Last week the symptoms started again of Urinary Infection. I had been symptomatic for a few days by the time I saw my Surgeon. The plan this time was to do a Urine Test get good sensitivities, rather than just hit me with the usual ineffective regime. It has only been a month since I was last in having Intravenous Gentamicin and Amoxicillin, for four days, then oral Norfloxicin.
This time I was experiencing incredibly achy legs with it, as well as the backache, .tummy ache, continual headaches and nausea, lethargy and odd increased temp. I called about my results yesterday and the bacteria were having a rave in my bladder. This time not predominant Ecoli, there was mixed Bacilli as well as Alpha Hemolytic Staphylococcus.
Now I am on 1875mgs of Amoxycillin 3 times daily. I knew this was not going to be a fun time, I am prone to Oral and vaginal thrush while on A.Bs which is a night mare to get rid of, so my good ol surgeon gave me a script for 20 days worth of pessaries, and I constantly make a meal of Amphotericin lozenges.
While on large doses of Amox my biggest issue is nausea and vomiting. I take a cyclazine (anti nausea) an hour before the antibiotics, however because I don't generally eat and cannot eat properly until dinner time at night, it poses a problem. I have to take the first two on an emptyish stomach. So I have spent the morning heaving, shaking and trying to hold the damn thing down. I hate vomiting more than the dentist. Another 6 days of treatment to go arrgh.
Firstly why don't I eat.
Because for a quality of life perspective, I had to change my routine to suit my bowels a few years back. Instead of living on the toilet up until lunchtime everyday, I frequent it in the evenings instead, after my main meal. Also I tend to have more of an appetite and eat more in the evenings. This way I can work or study more effectively without living in the loo during lectures etc.
There was nothing worse than being in the middle of surgery and suddenly being scared of sharting oneself. Once that happened (T.M.I), I blamed the animal for the smell :)
The vet wouldn't let me leave during surgery to visit the loo, I tried to hold in the what I thought was a fart, say no more it was slightly more offensive. So I reversed my eating habits, fast all day aside from fluids and occasional snack, and now it is routine.
While I was in the shower trying not to puke my left arm and leg went all weak and heavy, no idea why, but all I could think of is 'pooze', I hope I don't collapse in here, being found naked would be really embarrassing and nasty. It only last a few minutes and i was left with a weird feeling in my hand which also wore off. I have no idea what that was, but hey its gone :)
I met with my friend this afternoon and walked her through the surgery process again. Her surgery was delayed for a time. I showed her my bags and we played around with them and various creams and managed to have a giggle.Having my videos and pictures on hand was also helpful and not to frightening for her. She is wanting to prepare and not end up with nasty shocks from not being told the truth. One of her issues is about people not knowing what to say to her, this can be a problem for so many people when faced with massive life changing events.
What she needs is some time to reflect and have some peace, she is a private person and I know this side of her, so have left her for some time to adjust and process. Sometimes we need to do this to allow the person to think and reflect. Our first instinct is to run and comfort, somehow protect the person.
When sometimes they need to look within themselves and grieve without people watching on.
I understand some people don't want to hear everything because they are scared or in denial, she is like myself however and a realist, knowing every scenario and detail means no nasty shocks at the end.
It was great to see her, I can be myself and she appreciates that, as she doen't need to protect or reassure me. I won't sugar coat her new reality.
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While on large doses of Amox my biggest issue is nausea and vomiting. I take a cyclazine (anti nausea) an hour before the antibiotics, however because I don't generally eat and cannot eat properly until dinner time at night, it poses a problem. I have to take the first two on an emptyish stomach. So I have spent the morning heaving, shaking and trying to hold the damn thing down. I hate vomiting more than the dentist. Another 6 days of treatment to go arrgh.
Firstly why don't I eat.
Because for a quality of life perspective, I had to change my routine to suit my bowels a few years back. Instead of living on the toilet up until lunchtime everyday, I frequent it in the evenings instead, after my main meal. Also I tend to have more of an appetite and eat more in the evenings. This way I can work or study more effectively without living in the loo during lectures etc.
There was nothing worse than being in the middle of surgery and suddenly being scared of sharting oneself. Once that happened (T.M.I), I blamed the animal for the smell :)
The vet wouldn't let me leave during surgery to visit the loo, I tried to hold in the what I thought was a fart, say no more it was slightly more offensive. So I reversed my eating habits, fast all day aside from fluids and occasional snack, and now it is routine.
While I was in the shower trying not to puke my left arm and leg went all weak and heavy, no idea why, but all I could think of is 'pooze', I hope I don't collapse in here, being found naked would be really embarrassing and nasty. It only last a few minutes and i was left with a weird feeling in my hand which also wore off. I have no idea what that was, but hey its gone :)
I met with my friend this afternoon and walked her through the surgery process again. Her surgery was delayed for a time. I showed her my bags and we played around with them and various creams and managed to have a giggle.Having my videos and pictures on hand was also helpful and not to frightening for her. She is wanting to prepare and not end up with nasty shocks from not being told the truth. One of her issues is about people not knowing what to say to her, this can be a problem for so many people when faced with massive life changing events.
What she needs is some time to reflect and have some peace, she is a private person and I know this side of her, so have left her for some time to adjust and process. Sometimes we need to do this to allow the person to think and reflect. Our first instinct is to run and comfort, somehow protect the person.
When sometimes they need to look within themselves and grieve without people watching on.
I understand some people don't want to hear everything because they are scared or in denial, she is like myself however and a realist, knowing every scenario and detail means no nasty shocks at the end.
It was great to see her, I can be myself and she appreciates that, as she doen't need to protect or reassure me. I won't sugar coat her new reality. Sphere: Related Content