I'm on this pain patch so I can get constant pain relief while keeping my mental facilities.
Yesterday at 9, my mom put on a new one, with a Tegaderm tape patch that is just bigger than the patch itself. The pharmacist gave us the first one free. That's important.
Anyways, the patch means I can do things I couldn't before - like ride my bike to the library when I want to. And the library is open, they've already not checked in a book I turned in, so I now check them in before checking new ones out, so I know it's checked in.
I didn't go yesterday because my lower abdomen/pelvic area was hurting, almost at 10, a number of times, and the bleeding (breakthrough) had increased.
Today, though, little pain, no bleeding since 5 AM... and I got my meningitis and hepatitis shots today - they're recommended by the University, but not required yet. They probably will be soon. I got mine for free, no appointment needed, because we went on base. So cool.
My mom and sister went to the base yesterday to find about getting a day pass (before September 11th, everyone could use the base as a shortcut), and dealt with a lazy, young asshole. And at the clinic, they dealt with another person who went out of his or her way not to help.
Well, we waited about 20-30 minutes for a pass, and the lady got us a pass good for a year! Mom just needs one of us with her (her name is the only one on it, so she and Beck can do some tax free shopping at the NEX). She was so nice.
And then we didn't have to wait at the clinic, just go down to the immunization room. The guy was young and nice and clearly loved his job.
I got the shots through an air gun type thing. Scary looking as hell, but no more pain than a normal shot, less, because it was so quick. He said it used CO2.
It was like a piercing gun!
Afterwards, we came home and lounged, and after Jeopardy (I won all the money), I decided to ride my bike to the library. I'd gotten a call yesterday saying a book I'd ordered had come in. Both were there when I got there, cool.
I've stopped taking my water bottle, because if I drink at the 2 red lights I must cross (they change before I'm halfway across, grr), the light will change and I will hold people up.
Plus I could get my books or purse wet.
And I don't think it's allowed in the library, not that they've said boo.
So I got home at 5, face as red as a tomato painted red.
Tuesday, I went to the library as well, and when I got home, Becky told me I had to take a shower. I was wearing a bright red shirt that was pale in comparison to my face.
So today, I took a cold shower.
And my patch...
It hadn't fallen off, I still had to pull it off, but it was useless - the tegaderm patch and the medical tape did nothing - water got in, bad scene.
By the way, I passed a time and temperature sign before crossing the street into my neighborhood at 5, and it was 100 degrees and so damn humid.
Anyways... my point is... the patch is supposed to let me do things, but not if it can't survive body movements or sweat!
I can't go outside until the doctor appointment Monday afternoon - no bike rides, no yard work. Oh, the sadness... actually, that's a clear conscience, mom's recovering from surgery, I'd lose my patch, I'll keep you hydrated Becky, I promise.
Actually, she mows the yard really fast since Mom says she doesn't have to bag it. An hour for both, at most, and we're mowing our neighbor's front yard as well. (They connect.)
So this patch is working very well on the pain, but I can't do anything or I'll lose it!
And we don't know where to put the damn thing - we started with the stomach - the site of the pain.
It peeled so much, it wouldn't stick to the curve of my abdomen even with a complete covering of tape, which we're worried is a bad idea, it needs to breathe I think.
The back's been the best, because if it's too low or too far from the center, it can peel up.
My mom thinks we should try the arm and wrap it up in something, but I doubt it would stay on the rounded arm.
We'll find out more Monday.
It's been a month since I should have gotten my last Lupron shot - it was a 3 month amount. And it's a 6 month drug, with 3 months off, I think.
So I'm fatigued, nauseous, and my lower abdomen hurts a lot after using the bathroom, at least since the 13th except today.
Not to mention the bright red breakthrough blood. I'm on birth control, I shouldn't be bleeding.
And when I was on the Lupron, when I stopped the birth control, more breakthrough bleeding!
So it has to be both...
I don't know...
I hate summer.
I have a plan for my dorm room - the one I stayed in at orientation had ugly pink carpeting, but it was pretty low plush and not more than three-quarters dog hair and pee.
A book I had on college from 1994 or 1995 (Some schools have an e-mail system! Ooh! More teachers want typed papers! Ooh!) had an idea for your dorm room - apparently, most have cold tile floors, which is bliss in the summer, at least to me. I mean, I've laid down on the kitchen floor because it was so hot - last summer, during the first Lupron treatment, I slept on carpet and a floor vent at my Aunt's house.
Anyways, the book said get a carpet remnant or throw rug to warm up your cold floor.
So I got to wondering...
Can I get an area of tile to cover my carpet?
It's an idea.
Another thing from the book that I loved - be glad you're homesick! It's a compliment, a sign your home is loving.
My sister and I will be homesick.
My mom and her siblings and my dad and his siblings wanted the f!ck out of there as soon as they could. Mom missed the house, not the home.
However, dad doesn't think it's good, when you're 18, you're out on your ass, health problems or no, or in my sister's case, not having finished high school...
I can't wait for Halloween, it gets kind of tolerable around then.
My point? I left Iceland around Christmas '94, when I was six, and I still miss the snow.
Mom was 32, she has clear memories of it, and she's not a fan of the heat here, but she doesn't want to live in Iceland - the whole darkness all winter long made her so depressed, she never got out of the house - dad had work, I had school...
I still miss the snow.
It's so easy to warm yourself up, but so hard to cool down.
I'm so glad I don't care about my hair beyond washing and brushing, nothing to worry about thanks to the moisture, while Becky frizzes out and freaks out.
Gotta love her.
Yeah, I rambled.
Got a problem with that?