There has to be a middle ground
Jan. 27th, 2012 10:12 amHaving enjoyed robust health all my life, I'm not used to paying attention to how I feel. I'm used to taking for granted that all is working so if I got a twinge, or an ache, I just ignored it and it went away.
Now I feel like I'm obsessing about every single thing. I still think this rescue inhaler is making me cough and cramping my fingers and toes and has caused a minor problem with one thigh muscle. Plus, the asshat doctor says that I should use it as needed. But he seems to think that I need it every 4-6 hours so I think he and I have different definitions of 'as needed'.
This morning I had a thought about the Advair. How do I even know I'm getting any of it? The first kind of had left kind of a sweet taste on my tongue. This higher dose kind of does but not as much. What if the inhaler itself is not working. How would I know??
I have learned that looking this stuff up on the internet is tres counterproductive. It takes only seconds to get mired in the forum entries from people reporting use of these drugs leads to everything from ear mites to world hunger. If suggestion has any power, and I read many more of those things, I'll be in a giant world of hurt.
As it is now, I sometimes feel perfect and sometimes feel cruddy. And these sometimeses can last an hour or a day or more. Happily mostly I feel good.
And I feel better as I get more history and learning of what happens when.
What I am doing is collecting info and questions for the good doctor. I go see him next Friday and I will be prepared.
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Meanwhile today I'm baking breakfast muffins, keeping an eye on work which is still slow, planning on a noon swim and thinking about what I might do this weekend. Right now the slate is clear except swim class Saturday morning. Maybe this will just be a TiVo bear-knitting weekend.
Now I feel like I'm obsessing about every single thing. I still think this rescue inhaler is making me cough and cramping my fingers and toes and has caused a minor problem with one thigh muscle. Plus, the asshat doctor says that I should use it as needed. But he seems to think that I need it every 4-6 hours so I think he and I have different definitions of 'as needed'.
This morning I had a thought about the Advair. How do I even know I'm getting any of it? The first kind of had left kind of a sweet taste on my tongue. This higher dose kind of does but not as much. What if the inhaler itself is not working. How would I know??
I have learned that looking this stuff up on the internet is tres counterproductive. It takes only seconds to get mired in the forum entries from people reporting use of these drugs leads to everything from ear mites to world hunger. If suggestion has any power, and I read many more of those things, I'll be in a giant world of hurt.
As it is now, I sometimes feel perfect and sometimes feel cruddy. And these sometimeses can last an hour or a day or more. Happily mostly I feel good.
And I feel better as I get more history and learning of what happens when.
What I am doing is collecting info and questions for the good doctor. I go see him next Friday and I will be prepared.
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Meanwhile today I'm baking breakfast muffins, keeping an eye on work which is still slow, planning on a noon swim and thinking about what I might do this weekend. Right now the slate is clear except swim class Saturday morning. Maybe this will just be a TiVo bear-knitting weekend.