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I'm actually feeling well today. Aside from a bit of lingering depression, that is. Physically I'm not sore anywhere, I have decent energy, and the last faint traces of the allergic rash are fading.

We'll see how it goes. If I don't flag over the next twelve hours it'll be pretty good evidence that maybe, as my doctor said on the phone this morning, the truncated dose of antibiotics succeeded in kicking whatever-it-was out of my system.

I have an appointment to go see him on Thursday for another urine sample (yay) and to check out a small mole-like growth on my left thigh that is an interesting shade of sage green.

This morning's preprandial blood sugar was disappointing -- 12.9 -- but if I can exercise this afternoon hopefully that will help.

I'm crossing my fingers that I might finally be out of the woods.
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Up an hour later than usual, with a sore back, a sore neck, and a moderately sore head. At least my nausea seems to have abated and the little red spots all over my body are fuzzing out and fading away.

Last night's dose of Sleep-Eze D (which is actually an antihistamine in spite of its common use as a sleep aid) didn't have that much of a sedative effect on me. In fact, I lay awake tossing an turning for about an hour after I went to bed, and sleep didn't come easily. Dammit, I was looking forward to getting some good solid sleep today -- curse my (apparantely) iron constitution!

Morning blood sugars are a little elevated from what I'd been seeing the previous three days. A number of factors could account for that: yesterday's stress, a resurgence of whatever infection is inhabiting my body, the large meal I ate last night. It looks like I'll be testing every four hours today to make sure I don't enter the danger zone. Perhaps I can get in a bit of exercise later today.

Breakfast is on the stove: a can of Chunky chicken noodle soup with some rice mixed in from last night's chicken fiesta platter. The thought of eating doesn't exactly thrill me but at least I'm not actively averse to the notion.

Not sure how much I'll be up to doing today. Assuming I'm not sleeping, I'll probably spend the day organizing DegSep chat logs, peering around on the Internet, and maybe -- just maybe -- trying some MM clean up.

And hey, look -- I've already wasted time on my first quiz!

I am:
James Tiptree, Jr. (Alice B. Sheldon)
In the 1970s she was perhaps the most memorable, and one of the most popular, short story writers.  Her real life was as fantastic as her fiction.


Which science fiction writer are you?

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I'm back home, after a rather interesting evening.

Fortunately the allergic reaction never went beyond the rash stage with a bit of nausea thrown in. No itching (thank the Gods), and no respiratory effects. But George and I sat in the urgent care ward for about three hours waiting for them to proclaim me (a) free of any kidney infection according to their urine test, and (b) safe to go home with the multiple little red spots that are clustered all over my body.

By the time we left the hospital I was exhausted and ravenous, and George (who'd sprung out of bed when I woke him up at 6 pm stating that I was turning red) was simply ravenous. I'd had a hospital vending machine sandwich while we were in the waiting room (gick!), but I was almost an hour overdue to eat by the time we sat down to a meal at Papa George's in Osborne Village (right next to the Shoppers Drug Mart where we picked up the 50 mg antihistamine tablets that will hopefully get the rash under control by tomorrow).

George had fish and chips; I had the "chicken fiesta", which is a chicken breast on top of a slice of smoked ham on top of garlic bread, smothered in mushroom sauce. Then home by cab, and now that I've got an antihistamine in me I'm just hoping that I can stay awake long enough to have a hot bath before it overcomes me with sleepiness.

Thank the Gods it wasn't worse. Sulfa drug reactions can be quite severe and involve not only the skin but the lungs, the kidneys, and the nervous system. If all I came away with are some clusters of red dots I count myself truly fortunate.

I'm sorry if I worried anyone unduly. Tomorrow I'm probably going to be totally brain dead because I have to take two more rounds of antihistamine and according to everything I've been told these little tablets knock you right out of the ballpark. On Monday I have to call my GP and schedule an appointment to get another prescription. I'm truly hoping that I don't end up feeling even more like shit than I currently do as a result of stopping the antibiotic treatment of whatever infection is currently in play.

Thanks to everyone for their kind wishes and support.
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I woke up this morning with a neck that's sore in both of the levatore scapulae muscles (long muscles that run up the back of the neck to the right and left of the spine). I don't know if I slept on it wrong or what, but since neck stiffness is a bad sign while taking Trisulpha I'm definitely keepng an eye on it.

I woke up with a lower back ache as well. Checking my calendar, I discovered that it's been 21 days since my last period. Yay, PMS! That might also explain why I was slightly nauseous last night.

So today I took my first dose of evening primrose oil, after checking with my pharmacist that it wouldn't interact in funky ways with the Trisulpha.

After breakfast I went right back to bed and slept for three and a half more hours. I've been up for about an hour and a half now and am feeling fairly chipper, but at the slightest sign of deeper fatigue I'm going right back between the sheets.

Oh, and the Freewebs site builder appears to be broken -- it won't allow me to embed links to pages already on the site, or rather, it brings up a "Loading" window while trying to access all the links and nothing ever loads. *sigh* I have a trouble ticket in with them so hopefully they'll sort things out in the next day or so.

There's a dustup over on [livejournal.com profile] solitarywiccans that's the result of a comment over here. Someone said:

I was at a drummin last march for the spring equinox and was really annoyed when a girl approached a couple with the drumstick and they refused to participate, tellin her not to ask them to go ask someone else. To me that is disrespect to the gods/goddesses. Any kind of act to the gods/goddesses is to me greatly looked at their eyes. It tells them that u are not one who just passes it by without a thought.

Someone else replied:

I call bullshit.

It is a worse offense before the gods to act before Them without sincerity, without truly wishing to serve Them and to do Their Work.

You cannot compel sincerity.

You have NO idea as to why this couple chose not to participate. You are interpreting it as being disrespectful to the Gods, but in truth you know nothing. If you are going to get that offended by things about which you know absolutely nothing, then perhaps this isn't the religion for you. Or perhaps you need to go back an take a serious look at just exactly what it is you believe and why you believe it.


And things went from there, with various people whacking the first poster with a cluebat while the first poster tries to whack back. Fun times, fun times.

In other news, I am so damned sick of feeling... well, sick. But you'd probably already figured that out. Bah, humbug.

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