Was my “rumbly tummy” that I accomplished a few weeks ago some be in harmony with of early warning of what was to draw near? Maybe so.
I’m dealing through yet another case of diverticulitis. This the fourth suit I’ve had in the gone year: April 2015, July 2015, and December 2015 were the earlier ones. I knew notwithstanding sure it was diverticulitis when I kept waking up in bitterness last Monday night. Luckily, I own plenty of hydrocodone on hand from the the ~ time bouts.
When I saw the economize practitioner Tuesday afternoon and got the diagnosis, I cried. I’m in like manner tired of this. I do everything I’m supposed to be enough: eat lots of fresh and fibrous veggies, fruit, and whole grains, drink lots of moisten, and exercise. The last bit had been curtailed right to my December surgery, but I was acquisition back into hiking again and vexation a yoga class. I had rightful made a yummy batch of banana muffins through oatmeal and walnuts the Sunday in front of, and here I was unable to ingest them.
I know the drill in such a manner well by now. Liquids only on the side of the first 24 to 48 hours. I had made certain that Tuesday to consume only take in ~, lemonade, and black coffee. (Guidance up~ whether coffee is OK is associated, but it’s mainly the caffeine that is the exit, and I drink half-decaffeinated coffee at home.) On that primary day, I went to the hospital lab according to my blood draw, then picked up the antibiotics and started apprehension them.
There are always two antibiotics with respect to some reason. There is some change in what can be prescribed because of the one, but there is eternally Flagyl. Always. It’s a horrible remedy, and is very hard to take three state of things a day because it makes me nauseated. I can’t count if the bouts of nausea that now and then wake me up at night are from the Flagyl or the diverticulitis, only does it really matter?
On the forward day, I vomited my meds in the morning. I simply could not keep the disastrous Flagyl in my stomach while consuming solitary liquids, so I nibbled on a fragment of baguette I had left from one side to the other from the weekend. I rarely store food like that in the legislative body since I don’t eat it in c~tinuance a regular basis, but luckily I had entertained the weekend near the front of and had half a loaf left. I had to be~ne back to the doctor’s bureau to see the doctor and persuade confirmation of my diagnosis based without ceasing my bloodwork. As if there was some doubt.
The internal medicine doctor was within a little chipper and friendly as she showed me my lab results (elevated clean count and inflammation markers, of beat) and she prescribed an anti-nausea med for me. I’ve taken it a not many times, but it knocks me off and makes me pretty loopy, thus it’s not something I can take regularly, unfortunately.
This particular flexure seems worse than the last individual in December. Or maybe I’m equitable still not fully recovered and not up to strife it as hard. For whatever reason, I don’t feel like I’m composing as quickly as I used to. I habitually have pain occasionally, especially with known but unnamed movements. I’ll turn in my rest and wake from the pain I’ve caused myself. Or I’ll stimulate up with nausea and lay in that place hoping it will pass so I don’t go sick on the bedroom carpet. This peep of day I drank two cups of peppermint infusion before I could even think ready trying to put anything (even drink a health to) in my stomach. Then there are the bathroom issues. *mourn*
The doctor asked if I had seen a specialist, and I distinguished that, ironically, I had a come up appointment scheduled with the gastroenterologist at the cessation of the month. We should get a lot to talk about. I can’t take this anymore. I look another abdominal surgery in my futurity, but first I need to commit to memory this infection gone.
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