I saw my PCP on Thursday and was able to start some new medications to my already large list. I have the feeling that it will only be getting longer. My PCP started me on Nuerontin 300 mg three times a day. It already seems to be helping some. I starting taking this on Thursday afternoon and by Friday, I was feeling a bit better with more energy.
On Friday, I saw my Psychiatrist. She prescribed Flexeril 10mg for sleep. Hopefully it will help me to get some rest since it is a muscle relaxer and also because it has drowsy side effects.
Friday afternoon and evening I hung out with a friend. We had fun just hanging out and talking and not really doing much of anything. The thing about this is, I haven't really had the energy to just hang out in a while. It was nice to be able to hang out and not have to end early because I wasn't feeling well.
On Saturday, I went to meet this guy that I have been chatting with from a dating site. He is really nice and it was awesome to spend some time with him. I am hoping to get to know him better, but I'm not sure about that. He texted me some more on Saturday saying how much he enjoyed spending time with me and wanted to get to know me more, but yesterday, he didn't seem at all interested in texting with me. I'm just going to try to hold off on texting him and see if he texts me and what he has to say. The hard part about this is that I already go up the courage to tell my parents about him. I talked to my mom and told her that he was black because I knew she would be accepting. She told me that I could wait to tell me dad until later. But a few hours later she came to me and told me that I needed to tell him soon because it was "weighing too much on my heart". Ugh. So I told him. He didn't react too much, but the look on his face said it all and him saying, "well you know how I feel about that" and "I will need some time before I react to this". Good... at least he is thinking before totally getting all pissed at me. I didn't want to tell my dad until it was something more serious. For all I know, I took the courage to tell and get my dad all angry and I may not even ever see this guy again. I told my mom because I knew she would be understanding and I explained to her that I didn't see the need to tell my dad until he got more serious. She didn't seem to agree. Ugh.
Saturday evening I spent with my niece and nephew. Along with my brother, we carved pumpkins and picked out the seeds to bake later. Then we just hung out. For their bed time snack, I taught them how to roast marshmallows over the gas stove. That was fun. Then we made s'mores but we didn't have chocolate bars or graham crackers, so we used chocolate chip cookies. They were delicious. The kids ate two and I ate one. Of course I paid for it later when my blood sugar rapidly dropped due to my reactive hypoglycemia. But it was worth it!
Yesterday, I got up and went to church with my family. I regretted going as soon as we arrived. I was tired and in too much pain. I think my previous two days activities had worn me out and I was paying for over doing it. After we finally got home from church, I went straight to my room for a nap. Then I just lounged around the house all day trying to get comfortable and relieve my pain.
Today, I have physical therapy. I am hoping that will relieve some of my symptoms and make my day better.
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