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saifaiSo it goes a little something like this. Thought I had a UTI. Got meds for it. One trip to the emergency room later, and it turns out I'm allergic to the antibiotic they gave me. The doc at the hospital was convinced that wasn't it though, so he urged me to keep taking the antibiotics. To help deal with the pain, he also gave me a prescription for some happy pills that are kinda like Vicodin.
Mass amounts of hurling (should be an olympic sport) revealed that I'm also allergic to the Codeine in those pain meds.
Yay me. Got the different pain meds, and started taking the antibiotic again. Yet another trip to the emergency room, and I don't care what the doc says... I'M FREAKING ALLERGIC TO THE ANTIBIOTICS!!!
OMGI'MSOSOREKILLMENOW
Went to my regular doctor today. So could have avoided all this if I had went to this guy to begin with. *whimpers*
Basically... I feel like like I've got the flu and strep throat, then have had my head put in a vice and then promptly inserted into a tin can (held in place of course with 10" spikes going through both ears) so that I can be strapped to a midieval torture device that stretches and compresses all my joints and muscles (what are those called?). Oh, and then dipped in honey and sent out into the honey bee farming fields (which are incidentally right in the middle of poison ivy).
Owwie.
So. I've been off work for like a week now. Am way short on money, and it's only gonna get shorter. Am thinking I'll have to get a weekend job or something. Bah.
K. I'm off to bask in the glory that is Darvocet. *huggles the pain meds and calls them George*
Mass amounts of hurling (should be an olympic sport) revealed that I'm also allergic to the Codeine in those pain meds.
Yay me. Got the different pain meds, and started taking the antibiotic again. Yet another trip to the emergency room, and I don't care what the doc says... I'M FREAKING ALLERGIC TO THE ANTIBIOTICS!!!
OMGI'MSOSOREKILLMENOW
Went to my regular doctor today. So could have avoided all this if I had went to this guy to begin with. *whimpers*
Basically... I feel like like I've got the flu and strep throat, then have had my head put in a vice and then promptly inserted into a tin can (held in place of course with 10" spikes going through both ears) so that I can be strapped to a midieval torture device that stretches and compresses all my joints and muscles (what are those called?). Oh, and then dipped in honey and sent out into the honey bee farming fields (which are incidentally right in the middle of poison ivy).
Owwie.
So. I've been off work for like a week now. Am way short on money, and it's only gonna get shorter. Am thinking I'll have to get a weekend job or something. Bah.
K. I'm off to bask in the glory that is Darvocet. *huggles the pain meds and calls them George*
