July 1, 2008
Larry Gitis, Kiss My Arse
It’s official. I’ve contracted Laryngitis, and according to the doctor, it will get worse before it gets better. Umm, hello? What could be worse than losing my voice, getting it back somewhat, losing it again, clearing my throat 80 million times a day with no relief and coughing so hard my lungs land on the floor?
While I was at the appointment, Dr. A. mentioned my blood pressure again. And he said, “It’s very high. Are you getting enough rest? How are things at home? At work? Are you stressed a lot of the time?”
Well, uh, yeah! I’m stressed because the house is a mess, my son is getting more and more defiant each day and my husband works too many hours so I don’t get damn near enough help around here. Top it off with my worries about leaving for BlogHer in 16 days and making sure that Dawson is well taken care of and the house doesn’t turn into Tornado Alley….wouldn’t you be just a little freaked?
And then my doctor said, “I’m giving you a second blood pressure medication. Take it with the hydrochlorathiazide, and if you become pregnant, this new medication will still be safe during pregnancy but the hydrochlor will need to be stopped.
“I see you have an appointment with Dr. F in OB/GYN? Is this regarding the fertility issues?” he asked.
“Yes. I’ve done everything you advised me to do. I eat healthier, I exercise at the gym and go for bike rides, but the weight is not coming off. I need the metformin again, and since Dr. J retired I have to get back on it.”
Dr. A is my general practitioner. Dr. J was my former OB/GYN and he retired. I wanted to see Dr. B but he left the clinic for Aspirus and so now I have to start this shit all over again with a new doc. I know Dr. A was a little miffed that was going to a specialist, but I’m sorry. I’m not getting any younger, I want a second child and I can’t worry about hurting his feelings. This is about me.
I thanked Dr. A for his time, and for the new Rx. The fact that there’s not a shittin’ thing to be done about the laryngitis (”it just has to run it’s course…”) pissed me off…but I can’t stress over it or I may have a freakin’ heart attack.
I honestly think that I’m trying to do too much at once and my body…my immune system is trying to get me to slow the funk down. Either that or God is gracing me with this vocal illness to tell me to shut the hell up for a change.
Either way, I’m tired and crabby and I’m sorry for ranting and venting. I know it’s that last thing readers want to read…but it’s my blog and I just have to get this off my chest. Or out of my lungs vocal box?
In the meantime, enjoy a neat photo of Dawson pouring water out of a bucket. Isn’t that cool? I love my Canon.
Posted by Dana @ 10:50 am • The Mommy Files
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July 2nd, 2008 at 9:35 am, Liz Says:
Oh, you sweet thing. Please feel free to take some time, to yourself - don’t worry about your readers, we’ll STILL be here - and get plenty of rest before BlogHer.
‘Cause, you know it’s gonna be cuh-ray-zee!
Love you, miss you and hope you feel better, soon!
July 2nd, 2008 at 11:04 pm, Rigel Says:
Dana,
First time visit to your blog. My husband Jeff and I are trying to get preggers and we’re struggling to do so as well. I think stress is a contributing factor. Supposedly, everything is good to go from a physical standpoint. It’s pretty frustrating sometimes. Keep exercising, eating right, trying to relax, taking the pre-natal vits and have fun! Good luck!
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July 3rd, 2008 at 6:24 am, Dana Says:
Good luck to you as well! I agree, the frustration is enough to drive a person mad.