Thursday, August 11, 2011

Rough night...

How was your night last night?
Mine was my title, and then it went from bad to worse…
Have you every wished that your head was cut off?
No?
That’s what mine felt like last night, and the pain was excruciating too!
Really roguish rough reeking ruthless ranting racking ridiculously rowdy raunchy night...
I hope that helped you with a visualization, you know it’s not that easy to explain when you are this sleep deprived.

Now that I got that out of the way I will tell you the rest of what transpired in my miserable night of horrors, wait that is a bit too strong. Oh, all right, I guess it was not a pleasant time for me but horrors is a bit of an overstatement…hold on to your seat though and ask your loved ones for permission for whence we go may be a bit turbulent just the same…huh?
Nah, I will tell it as it was in my best recollection of the happenings…OK?
I left the entertainment area of the homestead, yep our living room... and turned in at my pretty usual time around elevenish…fairly regular at this point, except before I hit the pillow I thought I would check my glucose since my head and warmth feelings weren’t quite right and sure enough my number was not the usual for a non-diabetic it was 160 for after the proper waiting period a couple hours after dinner. But even though it was bit high, but it wasn’t that high, borderline, and so I felt I should not go to bed and wait a while longer, about forty-five minutes later I took it again and it went down without any medical intervention and so I did finally go to bed.
And that lasted for less than two hours since my head screamed ouch!
And so I got up and got an alcohol soaked washcloth for my head and alcohol dipped cotton balls for both ears, and put more of my Systane drops in my eyes and made a cup of decaffeinated green tea, and turned on the TV, not much was on at two-ish in the A.M.
I did locate ET, Entertainment Tonight, I always like that show; must be opposite some of my other prime time favs for me to not see it that often when not in these ungodly hours… I watched awhile, had my tea and my other accouterments all seemed to help so I tried for the sack again; by now it was around two thirty in the A.M.
A few hours later… OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWwwww my aching brain, wait is it still in there or is this some alien being trying to scratch its way out?
Well, now I decided to see what time it was, and sure enough it was morning, five A.M. I supposed I could get up and I did. I decided that perhaps that the, Fluticasone Propionate, which is the steroid nasal spray that cost 30 bucks was not working, and better yet, could it be causing my last nights fluctuation in my glucose numbers?
Baffled since the nurse at the doctor’s office felt that it would not.
Misery is not a great companion and so I felt instead of waking Hubby that I would annoy a professional who might have the ability to put my theories into perspective and have some answers too and so I called ask-a-nurse once again, my weekend and odd hours’ pals.
Once on the other end of the line the nurse could not hear me, hmm, did I have one who had hearing issues or was something else afoot?
Yep, it was my ancient house phone, ever since they said again that cell phones can cause brain cancer whenever not absolutely necessary I use the house phone, especially if it is a local or toll free number, which are the only ones that its good for…Any-who, apparently it was me, that is my volume on my ancient contraption and so I pumped the volume up and voila she could hear me!
This must be how the miracle workers feel, huh?
Of course I am kidding … but I’m sleep deprived so give a gal a break, OK?
My questions were short and concise once her interrogation of my info was compiled again. I was told that old standby either call your doctor when they open or come in to ER and get checked out, huh?
I felt like shouting why are you there?
Anyway she did give me an absolute on the nasal steroids very well could cause my glucose to go up and so now I have another medication that is no good for me.
The crazy thing about all this is that all I wanted or in my opinion needed was a free anti-biotic that our drug stores offer to everyone no matter who you are!
And guess what that’s what I am on now after calling my new doc’s office, a Z pack, its called of Azithromycin tablets 250 mg. You take two the first day then one each day after for the next four days and guess what our new Charlotte Pharmacy did not charge a penny and delivered it for free too! Wild, like a throw back to the 1950’s, a drugstore that delivers and for free! They were the ones who got my money anyway on the one that didn’t work and the topical that has too many side effects for me to use anymore so liberally, Voltaren Gel 1%, and so I will be cautious that was the ten dollar off but 40 bucks drug. The GERD medication that I received samples of is Dexilant 60mg. taken once a day and so far I think we have a winner it does seem to be helping! But these usually take weeks and now with the antibiotic and this and my Pepcid Complete I have to wait two hours on either end and I will remember because the antibiotic is only for a few more days but has the ability to stay in my system for I think it says ten days more…one can only hope…
I know it was a bit of a dud in the excitement arena but you have to admit it is not unlike what many of you too might have experienced at one time?
Although, I truly hope that it is not… but, perhaps, at least slightly relatable?

On that sensitive warm fuzzy of my true caring for my fellow men and women allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night to all and to all kindly count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

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