Moving right along...
it turns out it wasn't a UTI. They did a culture and didn't grow anything, so I was able to stop the antibiotics. Which, yay, because one of the side effects was to make my face flush and my scalp itch like crazy (but NOT an allergic reaction, just an annoying side effect.) Still, the doctor wants me to provide another sample for comparison, so. Must do that at some point in time.
The digital blood pressure monitor arrived today so of course I've been having fun taking readings all evening. Well, I've gotten three such vastly different readings so far, I've got to figure out how and when the best times/ways to do it are. Once I start getting consistent readings, I'll let the doctor know. I'm hoping most of my high readings at the doctor are just white coat effect. Really don't want any more meds than I can help it.
Speaking of which, I saw the new shrink yesterday and am happy to report I'm going back on the Lamictal. Of course, it's one of those meds you have to ramp up really slowly and it takes forever until you get to a therapeutic dose, so I probably won't see a lot of help from it for another couple months. However! He also put me on Klonopin in the evenings to help me sleep and I can say that shit works very well, after just one night! For the first time in forever I went to bed, fell asleep within 15 minutes and, after getting up to use the bathroom once, I fell straight back asleep. That never happens! It's one of the reasons I tend not to drink fluids in the evening; if I get up to pee, I don't fall back asleep. So sometimes I'll lie there from 2:30 on just tossing and turning. Not last night. I felt like a new woman this morning.
Elliot really seems to be missing Tucker. He's been much more needy and wanting to knead on me (hahaha, I rhymed) the past few days. (He would settle for the ottoman by my feet before. He had Tucker to snuggle with other times.) If he confines the kneading to the pillow I keep tucked by my side, I don't mind. But he's taken to patting at my arm and face, and he is not declawed. Ouch. So last night I finely caved and prepared to get in a wrestling match with him to trim his nails. But he was such a good kitty. He let me pick his paws up without yanking them back, he just sat there calmly while I snipped away with my fingernail clippers. So now I can let him knead on my arm and boob as much as he wants. I should have done this years ago, don't know why I didn't. Oh, well, now I know.
I finally had a major breakthrough on my km_anthology fic. I've been noodling around with it, a paragraph here, a sentence there, but couldn't come up with any kind of plot for it and it really needed something, some sort of justification for why Bones would do something that for many might seem OOC. Then it dawned on me that today was Mardi Gras and people do some of the most outrageous things for Mardi Gras. Of course, there will be an underlying emotional drive for Bones' actions, but ostensibly--Mardi Gras and crazy costumes! Boys in guyliner and lingerie! The shaving of hairy, manly legs! This ship is fun! :D
ETA: 431 words tonight. That's a very good start. I just really have no idea yet how long it's going to be. I've only got 8 more days to finish this off and get it betad. Oy.
The digital blood pressure monitor arrived today so of course I've been having fun taking readings all evening. Well, I've gotten three such vastly different readings so far, I've got to figure out how and when the best times/ways to do it are. Once I start getting consistent readings, I'll let the doctor know. I'm hoping most of my high readings at the doctor are just white coat effect. Really don't want any more meds than I can help it.
Speaking of which, I saw the new shrink yesterday and am happy to report I'm going back on the Lamictal. Of course, it's one of those meds you have to ramp up really slowly and it takes forever until you get to a therapeutic dose, so I probably won't see a lot of help from it for another couple months. However! He also put me on Klonopin in the evenings to help me sleep and I can say that shit works very well, after just one night! For the first time in forever I went to bed, fell asleep within 15 minutes and, after getting up to use the bathroom once, I fell straight back asleep. That never happens! It's one of the reasons I tend not to drink fluids in the evening; if I get up to pee, I don't fall back asleep. So sometimes I'll lie there from 2:30 on just tossing and turning. Not last night. I felt like a new woman this morning.
Elliot really seems to be missing Tucker. He's been much more needy and wanting to knead on me (hahaha, I rhymed) the past few days. (He would settle for the ottoman by my feet before. He had Tucker to snuggle with other times.) If he confines the kneading to the pillow I keep tucked by my side, I don't mind. But he's taken to patting at my arm and face, and he is not declawed. Ouch. So last night I finely caved and prepared to get in a wrestling match with him to trim his nails. But he was such a good kitty. He let me pick his paws up without yanking them back, he just sat there calmly while I snipped away with my fingernail clippers. So now I can let him knead on my arm and boob as much as he wants. I should have done this years ago, don't know why I didn't. Oh, well, now I know.
I finally had a major breakthrough on my km_anthology fic. I've been noodling around with it, a paragraph here, a sentence there, but couldn't come up with any kind of plot for it and it really needed something, some sort of justification for why Bones would do something that for many might seem OOC. Then it dawned on me that today was Mardi Gras and people do some of the most outrageous things for Mardi Gras. Of course, there will be an underlying emotional drive for Bones' actions, but ostensibly--Mardi Gras and crazy costumes! Boys in guyliner and lingerie! The shaving of hairy, manly legs! This ship is fun! :D
ETA: 431 words tonight. That's a very good start. I just really have no idea yet how long it's going to be. I've only got 8 more days to finish this off and get it betad. Oy.