Posts Tagged ‘health’

Still waiting for this to get markedly better.

I had bought myself some chicken noodle soup cans, which seemed to be helping (I would slowly sip that), but… one of the kids seems to have picked them up from where I had them, vanished with them, and both of them are trying to frame the other one (which would be amusing if I didn’t feel so rotten from whatever this is at this point). I was able to pick myself up more cans of chicken noodle soup and start to store them in my room so that this did not occur again, especially if it occurred because of Bub’s grabby hands. Not surprised.

Probably going to be contacting my insurance’s virtual urgent care to explain continued symptoms, see if a change in supportive medication is needed, and ask what they want me to do. It’s a mixed bag at this point. I will take anything that gives me relief from these symptoms. Please prescribe it. I will put it in my mouth…

None of this surprises me at all at this point.

I am indeed allergic to the initial antibiotic that I was put on for cellulitis from a bite wound.

It just so happens to be doxycycline, which I have sensitized to after being given it for… this same reason.

Thanks, Bub!

At any rate, my doctor prescribed me an antibiotic that I’ve had with success before and prescribed me pain medication for the gastritis that the doxycycline caused. So all I have to do is wait for this to completely leave my system from the last time I took it, which it almost appears to have done. If only this time could come…

I like this meme, so I’m adding it in here.

Since I was… bitten during the first bad meltdown Bub has had in more than two years, my doctor wanted to refer me to wound care to have them take a look at and manage it due to my history of immunosuppression and fluctuating blood sugar levels due to the medications that I’m on and have been on. This did not surprise me one bit. I’d like some of the bandages that they give me because those will stick to the bite wound and offer me some relief. And as stated in previous posts, I managed to sprain my ankle something fierce rolling on it after I got out of bed not even remotely fully awake from a nap — lesson learned, I suppose. I was prescribed some pain medication to make the bite wound hurt less and to make it possible for me to bear enough weight on my foot to ambulate around the house better than I had been (my goal). Goal achieved.

It doesn’t alter my mental status at all, though. Some people… have that happen when they take certain pain medication, and I am evidently not one of them. I’ve never been one of them. I’m still figuring out why that is.

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