Pain,pain, pain....
So I saw my ob, he thinks it's a ruptured cyst 'oh joy oh rapture' this fucking hurts. He didn't prescribe meds, instead he told me to take 3 yes advil or motrin at a time. How is that better?
I want to die from pain. This is bad. So bad not only did I ask Mike to come home from work early, when I called back again I involved the secretary to annoy him until he left(it's a very small office, and there are tops like 5 or 6 people in their one room office).
I took a nap earlier. I'm not getting 'relief' and while avoiding narcotics I have stashed, what I have taken is taking the edge off, you know?
I'm also emotionally all over the place and bummed my weight has gone up 16 pounds since ooh April. I am not happy,I am not amused. It further reinforces my disdain for my body that right now feels as though it's failing me. I can only ascribe so much of that gain to the ruptured cyst, considering everything.
I want to die from pain. This is bad. So bad not only did I ask Mike to come home from work early, when I called back again I involved the secretary to annoy him until he left(it's a very small office, and there are tops like 5 or 6 people in their one room office).
I took a nap earlier. I'm not getting 'relief' and while avoiding narcotics I have stashed, what I have taken is taking the edge off, you know?
I'm also emotionally all over the place and bummed my weight has gone up 16 pounds since ooh April. I am not happy,I am not amused. It further reinforces my disdain for my body that right now feels as though it's failing me. I can only ascribe so much of that gain to the ruptured cyst, considering everything.