Thursday, October 8, 2009

I slept with Michael until noon. He left for home to get ready for work. I went back to sleep. Mark woke me up asking if there's anything I need before he goes to work, then suggested we take another PH / UTI test. The PH came up the same as last night (6.8) which is still a little high so I'm gonna drink more vinigar solution. Then we took a new UTI test which tests for Nitrites & White Blood Cells. We figured this test would be more accurate as it had been in my bladder longer, and it had also been longer since I'd had any of the drugs that can give a false negative. I still tested negative for Nitrites, but I got an extremly positive result for White Blood Cells, which I'm pretty sure is what the hospital found in my urin on Thursday last week. When I say extremely, I mean there are 3 shades the strip might turn if you're positive for white blood cells; the strip might go from white to off-white, then to gray, then to dark PURPLE. I had the latter one. I'd missed a call earlier from the nurse at my doc's office and I returned that call and told them my long story - and about how the sample I'd given Dr. Kesterson was probably not valid because of the AZO, antibiotics and having only been in my body for less than an hour. I also told her about my results from the tests at home. She asked what pharmacy I go to and that they'll probably call something in for me. I'm to call back at 4:45 if I don't hear back from them. If they do call something in for me, I'll call Mark and he'll bring it home to me. Progress.

Mark left for work. I called Janice to tell her my long story. She listened intently, though she had to leave before I could finish everything, so she could pick up Jordan; she told me to call her tomorrow. Parts of the conversation were tough because I finally told her about my 2 major food freakouts and how they related to her. She took that all in very graciously, with respect for my feelings. The thing she didn't take well was the news that Michael had cheated on me and that he and I are a couple again. I only had time at the end to tell her that I still don't trust him but I forgive him and love him, and told her some of the things that he's done - and how Mark is convinced too.

I had to call Mark back as he'd called during the conversation and I did something for him. I read a text from Michael and was about to text him back when I realized my jaw was locked pretty tight. I can hardly open my mouth. This is bad as it means I won't be able to eat. I took more cystex, my prilosec, and though I really wanted to take more oxycodone I took methocarbam instead, which is my muscle relaxant that helps when my jaw freaks out. I've been having more and more trouble with it. I'll have to see a specialist about that someday; possibly soon.

I still need to text Michael. I still need to drink the vinigar mixture. I'd still like to take some oxycodone as it really helps with my pain, but don't want to mix that with the muscle relaxants. I'll give it at least 2 hours and then maybe I'll take 1. After I text Michael I'll probbly lay down and try to relax; see if I can get my jaw to open up.

   posted by Bald Jason at 02:48 PM
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