Briefest of updates, considering last month's felt rather frantic and suicidal:
Came out of the hospital and seem to be doing fine. Gallbladder: gone. Still taking Prilosec OTC because my stomach does not like oxycodone (first two weeks) and now hydrocodone (this last week) for the pain of recovering from being stabbed in four places. Up side--the doc was right, there will be four little scars (one of them amusingly enough cross-shaped) on my belly, which will interfere with my life not at all. Down side, I now seem to have something bizarre going on with my left leg--near as I can figure, all the symptoms seem to match meralgia paresthetica, but I won't know for sure until see my neurologist on the 7th.
Man. If it's not one thing, it's another freakish other thing. Go figure.
|
|
There's a lot I need to update. Let's hit it point by point.
First, I now have physical, empirical proof that there is something that will make vampiric hunger GO AWAY. How'ver, this is a BAD, BAD SOMETHING and I am heartily recommending to everyone reading this that you not be me. Ready? Waiting with bated bloodied breath? Here it is:
Mind-numbing, soul-crushing, emotionally draining, black-hole creating, dwarf-star forming, STRESS.. Yep. Takes it away completely. I don't feel a single solitary shred of blood hunger. No haze, no rage, no desire to feel anyone's pulse under my skin...nothing. I am free of it. Completely, totally, no reservation in my voice when I tell you, it is gone.
On the other hand, I really want to grab a blade, slash holes in my arms, and step in front of a bus, so you know, there are down sides.
Moving on.
Beyond the crushing stress, one of my doctors has discovered why the ranitidine did nothing and I've converted over to a mostly vegetarian diet. (It's now completely vegetarian, btw. I'm not eating anything made of meat. At all. The entire idea is repulsive, which in itself is worrisome, considering I was the girl who would go into the Outback Restaurant and ask if I could get a steak that still whimpered a little on the plate.) Went in for an abdominal ultrasound (ah, the joys of being on an insurance plan that actually wants their patients to get better), wherein it was discovered I have gallstones. Now, I'm not saying this has anything to do with vampirism--unless you also are overweight, female, sedentary, with hyperinsulinemia and upper abdominal pain. (If you are, GET IN TO SEE YOUR DOCTOR. NOW.)
On the way from that appointment, came a new appointment with a neurologist, who put me on one of the most fun ('fun' used in the sense of, 'experience one does not usually walk away from alive') drugs I've ever been on to date, Topamax. Oh, my great gods, Topamax has been entertaining. Giving up sugar and meat has been the least of my worries--there's also been word loss, aphasia (weird words coming out instead of what I meant to say), my acne's stepping up (and it wasn't exactly gone before), my lack-o-memory's actually becoming worse if that's possible, oh, and can we bring up the scratching off strips of my own skin? Yeah.
On the plus side...it's taking away the daily headaches, and the weekly migraines. Down side...pretty damn down. Up side...some head pain, some sort of mid-range, kind of throbbing, but...no constant headache, and no one to two migraines a week, two to five migraines a month. Yeah.
So far, it's worth it.
TVD Vampire Banner Exchange
Darkness Embraced Banner Exchange
|
|
|
|
Blood_
&_Coffee
