Lather, Rinse, Repeat

36 hours after finishing my prescribed round of antibiotics - and feeling fine, if still not peeing enough and finding it colors that no Dulux paint chart should accommodate - the infection symptoms came back full throttle.  I'm not in any pain but I'm back to sitting on the toilet, begging god to let me pee, and have been drawing baths to help deliver my bladder from its hell.  I have enough antibiotics to get me through to Monday, so I'll take those this weekend and head for the doctor then, unless any pain or bleeding comes up, in which case it's back to the maternity ward. Infection has brought a new friend to visit, a little smarmy sucker called Captain Diarrhea. Captain Diarrhea is being a real pain in the ass, putting his feet on my coffee table and taking my last packet of McCoy's cheese and onion crisps.

I had been hoping for some afternoon loving today, too, which hasn't been had for a week and a half. 

I informed Aidan that loving was off the menu.

"Still shitting through the eye of a needle, huh?" he says sympathetically.

"First off - ew.  Second - yes, yes I am," I reply.

"Yeah, I can see how you'd be off sex.  It's scary to think of the possibility of something coming out the other end."

"Dude!" I admonish.  "That's foul.  And, um, yes, I am scared of that."

Yeah, he's never going to find me sexy again.

I'm going to keep myself hydrated and get myself through the weekend.  I'll go to the hospital if things get worse, but for now I want to stay here because I bet if I go there they'll admit me, and I don't think there's anything they can do for me there that can't be done for me here. 

Here's to hoping, anyway.

Comments

[canape]

Also hoping you get to stay home. But more so, that you start feeling better soon, and that your body starts behaving itself.

[statia]

Um. I know this is gross, but have you thought about maybe running the water and then squatting in the tub? I know it sounds foul, but I had to do that post catheter when I had my first lap.

Then again, when you're worried about what's coming out of the other exit, maybe it's not such a good idea. Pooping in the tub is a baby's job.

[Lut C.]

What a bummer, and missing out on recreation too! I hope you make it through the weekend all right and things improve.

[Karen]

argh! I'm sorry honey. I hope you don't HAVE to go back, but I hope you won't hesitate to do so if circumstances so dictate. I'm thinking of you!

[Lemurgirl]

Hey hun,

Not commented for a while but every now and again I de-lurk. Sorry to hear you're having a bit of a rough time at the mo, never good. Will be thinking many positive thoughts for you.

I am amazed at the sheer strenthg you seem to be showing throughout this whole thing. I just discovered I'm pregnant and the word terrified springs to mind. Nobody tells you anything and it all gets a little scary. Knowing how strong you are though will help get me through some of the darker days though.

Much love sweetie, I'll go back to lurking now :)

AxXx