Rough Night.

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I have been having horrible abdominal cramps the past couple of weeks. I was diagnosed with Endometriosis in 1989. It was originally thought to be the source of my pain. I have been fine since I had my kids, mostly due to the Mirena. I’m on number 3, and am on year 2 I believe, so nothing should be wrong. I haven’t had any spotting. In fact, it had been working miraculously in helping me with cramps.

Over the past week, I’ve had discharge as if I was ovulating, (that’s one thing about chronic illness, being really in tune with your body. I knew exactly when I was ovulating, which made pregnancy a snap). The cramps were slightly menstrual-like, but more sustained ovulation-like. Mittelsmertz, if you will. Yesterday I was so distracted I even forgot my medication all day!

I went to bed early, I was generally uncomfortable. My head is hurting at the back. Around midnight I woke up screaming with intense abdominal cramping. Did I have a cyst burst? It was just on the right side. The pain lasted almost 20 minutes with me just babble scream-moaning for that time. It eventually subsided, but I’m aching intensely this morning. It could be that I caught my ovary or twisted it a bit. Or a bit of adhesions ripping. It could be anything. Well, not anything. I don’t think it’s actually a hedgehog on a rampage. It just feels like it.

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This was under the gifs for Endometriosis. ย I thought it completely appropriate.

I had a horrible time trying to sleep last night. I just couldn’t. I took extra meds, but it didn’t help. I read some junk on my tablet.

I have my makeup in stacked bins beside my bed. At 10:51 pm. The past two nights, a whole row has fallen over. ๐Ÿ˜ฎย spooky! I know my family has been in rough shape because we’ve all been in bed before 9:30 both nights.

I’m curled up in a ball, trying to amuse myself. I’m focusing on taking my meds, having some fun, and taking things a bit easy. I don’t know quite how this will play out. My gynecologist is part of the pain clinic, for the endo part anyway. I don’t have one for other stuff.

The BOTOX shots help a ton with any cramping or discomfort. I had forgotten how much pain this can cause.

My husband might just swaddle me and leave me at the emergency room. ๐Ÿคฃ Like he was giving up a newborn. What should the note say? Tag you’re It? She’s your problem now? ย ๐Ÿ˜ˆ

My husband had no idea what to do, so he did nothing. I’m not exactly thrilled. We should probably have a discussion.

Another issue with my doctor being absent is he made a lovely compound for me, well, ordered, and I’m now gingerly using it. I don’t know if I can get it again. It has gabapentin and ketamine in it, it’s a lotion, and it’s unbelievable. It fixed my abdomen earlier. I don’t have another doctor for this.

It was upsetting when I mentioned my doctor situation on Facebook, people started speculating he was ‘up on charges’ that is such dangerous speculation. I took the post down. I wasn’t strong enough at the time. I’m still worried about his health.

Anyway, I need to rest. More soon.

Oh! I’m down to 188. This was the 20 lbs I was keeping for emergencies, remember? Heh. Oh well. Eating is hard. Nausea is pervasive. Heartburn is so often. Even though I’m on the max dose of medicine for it. I just rechecked the BMI charts, and I need to lose 15 more lbs and I’m normal weight. That blows my mind. I was certain I’d never lose this weight. I suppose I like being slim. I’m not so certain I like the attention from men. Wait. I like the respectful attention. I don’t like the disrespectful attention.

Ok, bit of rest now. ๐Ÿ˜Š.

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Misery Inventory ๐Ÿ˜ญ

giphy1Please laugh at my misery. ๐Ÿ˜ I am having a pretty lousy day.

It actually started last night. I did my makeup for a friend’s birthday, (once again, just ask) and I was just tuckered. I fell asleep at 5? And asked husband to wake me at 8-ish. He claims he couldn’t wake me. This could be true, as once I was in hospital, and the doctor actually picked me up and shook me, I could feel her do that, I felt myself trying to wake up, but I couldn’t. So I sleep deeply. I have CPAP, don’t worry.

So I woke up this morning, just barely, and my head hurrrrrts. My neck is just aching. I can’t follow a thing. I’ve tried four documentaries and they make no sense. I have to write everything down or it’s gone. I did buy a bunch of journals over the weekend this was so much fun, though.

My stomach is killing me too, though. I have heartburn, unusual. I’m so careful, and have been not cheating. I guess the chips are out. Lightly salted, too spicy. ๐Ÿ˜ I am so very nauseated and yet am hungry. Plus my stomach hurts. Just the actual physical area of my stomach hurts. I was wearing a bralettes and it hurt, so I had to take it off. Another day where I can’t wear clothes, they are too much pressure. Physical pressure. My nightgowns are too close around my throat, though I know they aren’t. Any seam hurts. My fuzzy blanket is all I can handle. We’ve had honest discussions with the kids why mommy doesn’t wear clothes sometimes, and why that is a problem in society and we have to give her privacy.

Anyway, my stomach is acting up, but I did have a BM today, which is fantastic! ๐Ÿ˜€ I used to have to have shots that would reverse the opioids I was on so I could go. It was not a fun time.

But in addition to this, I’m having endometriosis-related cramps, and I can’t figure out why. I don’t know if my body is adjusting to the weight loss, which seems to be stable for now, around 195. Everything hurts for now, and I can never remember what I’m supposed to do.

I finally got it straight with husband. I’m supposed to take marijuana oil and then vape, but I don’t have the strength to vape. I don’t know if I’m just being lazy? Oh, hell no. I am not a lazy person. I really can’t. I don’t think it will do what I need it to do for my neck, anyway. I would really love a bath, but I can’t muster myself to get in there.

The kids are well amused. Daughter is downstairs doing whatever it is she does, and boy is playing the new Nintendo Switch we bought for Husband’s birthday next month. We thought we should get it early and have some time to play it. It arrived Friday, so the boys rushed through their chores, and husband and I had a long discussion about whether he really did ask me to order Zelda or not. I swear he didn’t. I am clear as day on this, but is it just my memory? But I would have no memory of the incident altogether, right? And he forgets to give me the phone every morning so I have to go crawl for it and hurt myself.

So, husband is calling the hospital every couple of days with no response. This is what you get with top doctors. Arrogance.

I have a ton of shopping due to arrive today. At least that should distract. And once I get that bath!

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Painsomnia, Regrets.

I shared an article with my husband about one of the Teen Mom’s from MTV getting ‘butt and vaginoplasty’ procedures on-camera, grinning away. And he’s been making hilarious jokes all night. No body shaming, mostly about him going along to get his butt tightened when he’s not being relaxed about things.

http://www.ibtimes.co.uk/teen-mom-farrah-abraham-blasted-posting-private-photos-instagram-do-you-have-no-shame-1633533

This was the story, if you want to read it. I hope they aren’t tightening her uterus. Just, no.

 

I’m feeling sort of low. I’m reminded of so many of the accomplishments of my friends, and I had to cut so many things short. I was reminded the other day of a friend I’d had for 15 years, and was insanely jealous. I had no clue about this. That is the part I feel terrible about. I suppose I don’t spend time with people I don’t like, and if I do, I don’t blame them. But she envied, I’ve been told, my marriage, my babies, and my job with a bank. Oh, and house with another person’s income it was easier. I envied her ability to work and do something besides sleep. Her relationship with her parents, her baking skills, her bilingualism. I didn’t get to say those things because I felt it was weird to be nice sometimes. She would accuse me of buttering her up to ask her a favour.

I regret that I couldn’t finish university. I don’t know how I could have made this work. My dad was pretty mentally ill when I turned 18, and he wanted me out of the house. He wanted me out forever so he could have my mom to himself, but that’s his thing. So when I turned 18, I was out. I had no where to go. I ended up staying with my boyfriend, who was 10 years older. He was living in a different province. He was then transferred to a third province. I tried to enroll in school and apply for a loan, and was rejected. Apparently, my parents made too much money, and should be funding my education. So, I’m screwed, unless I’m married or 25. Whelp, there hadn’t been too much interest so far, my parents had convinced me I’d be lucky to get married at all. And this guy was willing, we got married in Vegas in November of 1989. Same Day as Bruce and Demi.

There are some people out there who absolutely loathe me for this. One even called me out in the middle of my 25 year high school reunion. Where were they, though, when I had no other place to stay? When I could have used maybe a decent boyfriend? Nah, I was too ugly. Nobody has actually come forward and told me why they are upset or hurt. I’m actually completely bewildered. I have not come up with any sort of explanation for this. I wasn’t even that close to these people. People are always looking for an excuse to hate you. It’s like a rubics cube.

Yes, my first marriage was brutal is a lot of ways, but I did learn a lot, also. Whatever the case, it led me to my current husband. The place I am meant to be. Sometimes you need to go through hell to get to heaven.

I hear other rumors, though. I hear whispers about my “perfect family” and “privilege” that got me a house in downtown Toronto.

Hey, there. I hear your whispers. I see your glances.

I have some privilege. But don’t you dare forget I worked three jobs for seven years, two of those years while going to school, when I did dip down to two. I have been working since the age of 12, securing them and transporting myself.

I have endured five laparoscopic surgeries while working, most of them taking less than three days off for recovery, instead using weekends to recover. All while in increasing pain, exhaustion, being told I was fat, work out more, eat less, and get over it.

Divorced the first guy, married the second, kids were supposed to fix the endometriosis. Had 2. Got sicker. Finally had to concede working. ย Sister in law asks while pregnant with #2 “Why would you have another baby if you can’t look after the one you have?” Because we put my daughter in daycare after I tried to go back to work and failed. Nice. My husband is an incompetent child rearer? Thanks. On LTD.

We desperately wanted a third child, but decided we could not afford financially nor emotionally to support one.

My children, both with Autism, act well in public, but are becoming troublesome in private. School refusal has been a problem with the boy, and I don’t know how next year will be.

So if anyone wants to trade lives with me remember, I envy those who:

  • Can get up and go for a walk
  • Can eat some food, whatever they like without stomach cramps
  • Can get up and go somewhere
  • Can stay awake for more than 3 hours
  • anytime but midnight
  • Don’t hurt all the time
  • Can have some fun
  • Can go dancing
  • let’s go shopping!

 

I’m really okay, my husband is the best. He is so sweet to me. I wouldn’t travel this journey without him.

I suppose someone else (me) being content is really tough for people to figure out. True no drama.

 

Right now I’m in so much pain I can’t sleep.

  • Gastroparesis means my bowels are full and rumbly. They’ll be like this and cramps for a while
  • My neck is screaming in pain
  • I have something across the back of my head that hurts. Long ago head injury?
  • I may have a cyst on my ovary, occasional cramping
  • My back hurts
  • jaw pain from head troubles

Actually, not a bad evening. Going to try to sleep.

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Sunshiny Day! ๐Ÿ˜„

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I have a feeling today is going to be interesting. I’ve noticed several people haven’t been posting, so I hope it means they are feeling better with the weather and are enjoying themselves. I know I have a way different experience in the summer months. My joints tend to be looser, making it harder to walk, but my pain tends to be less intense overall.

I was supposed to see my eye doctor today, but I’m in too much pain. I know I’m usually in less pain, but I saw my Cannabis doc this week, and well, actually I saw a different doctor, this being the third doctor, since my original doctor left the clinic at the end of last year. This new doctor actually gave me instruction, as opposed to the original doctor, who suggested I get all info from my friends. Since I had no friends that vaped, I was pretty much on my own. Of course he treated me like a drug seeker! This new doctor actually sat with me and suggested I break down my vaping times. Change is tough, though. My body is adjusting. I keep forgetting, so I get really sore.

My in-laws called and announced they were dropping over today. My husband won’t be home. My daughter and I aren’t sure where to hide. We are sure we’ll be embarrassing.

The good stuff:

  • I have clear skin, no acne today!
  • I bought these really cool stands from kikkerland, a phone stand and a tablet stand that hold my stuff perfectly. Now I always know where my phone is, and I can have my tablet on while I do other stuff. I will post photos, if interested. $15 and $20 USD.
  • I bought the Pat McGrath Lipstick collection launched this week. I’m lucky I can do this. ๐Ÿ˜Š
  • My kids have been lazy as hell, but very loving lately. I have great kids.
  • I have some really great friends. They really understand me. That is a blessing.
  • I am slowly getting organized. It feels really good. I have to get my blog check-in in sync, but I will get better.

 

I may be hurting, but I’m feeling positive. There are many loose ends that need to be tidied. I need to find out what is happening with my doctor, the EDS clinic, etc. I need to follow up on the neurologist to find out what’s happening with this head pain. But I’m doing well otherwise. There’s lots of napping going on.

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Wonderful Things

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My family has been treating me so wonderfully the past couple of weeks. Let’s enumerate the wonderful things they’ve done for me:

My husband:

  • Has gone to the post office to retrieve numerous packages for me
  • Has found the money to allow me to shop my brains out, since it’s just about the only thing I have time and patience for. Plus Zebra outfits!
  • He brought home French Fries for me even though they were out of his way and it was late at night and he was tired
  • He got out of the warm shower to grab me a barf bucket
  • He watched an episode of South Park just because I asked
  • He has run so many errands for me, I can’t even count them!

 

My Daughter, 15

  • She has been filling my water bottles regularly
  • Listening to my exciting stories even when she’s bored
  • Checking up on me to make sure I have everything
  • Bringing me breakfast during the week

 

My Son, 13 in 6 days!

  • He has been keeping my water bottles full
  • He has been spending time with me, like the two hours last night where he snuggled and watched TV and chatted
  • Remembering not to hug me without asking, because I’m so sore
  • Bringing my coffee in the morning on weekends

 

My family has been awesome. Except for:

 

Husband:

  • Forgetting about me in the bathtub and nobody hearing me yelling about getting the shower head down, so I had to wash my hair under the tap. It was a bit uncomfortable, but not the end of the world. I did have fun teasing him about it, though! ๐Ÿ˜„

I prefer to get help in and out of the tub as I’ve been so shaky lately. ย I don’t need that much assistance, just someone to ‘catch’ me, really, if I start to go over. Or call 9-1-1 if I pass out. I’m still so weak from whatever is going on with me.

I hope you enjoyed my glimpse into my family. Are you interested in my Sephora Haul? I can either show a photo here, or link my Beauty Blog post. Let me know.

 

Stay healthy Zebras! ๐Ÿ˜˜

 

 

Things I Miss

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  • Coke. The cola kind. Not that I drank a lot of it, but once in a while it’s a nice treat.
  • Regular ice cream. Lactose free is okay, but I’d like some random ice cream. That I stopped for on a walk.
  • Walks
  • Exercise
  • Doughnuts
  • Working and feeling accomplished
  • Having intelligent conversation
  • Having a conversation where I’m not the object of pity, but I realize this is going to go on for a while until I am feeling better. I don’t mind that people are concerned for me, I appreciate that, it’s the tongue clucking I get uncomfortable with.
  • A night out with the girls
  • Going to the movies
  • A milkshake
  • Getting a hug without it hurting
  • Go shopping

 

Things I’ve always wanted to do:

  • Have a weekend away with my husband
  • Go back to school
  • Go dancing

 

These are just some of the things I’ve been missing out on lately. Truly, having my husband come to bed an hour earlier to snuggle, or maybe if I could shake this exhaustion I’d be happier. I see my doctor on Thursday, so not long now. Someone will wake me in time.

Hope you had a good weekend, Zebras! ๐Ÿ˜˜

Oh, Great! *Eyeroll*

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Fantastic development. Along with the neck pain, back pain and dizziness, in there with the nausea and headache, forgetfulness and general discomfort. Alongside the inability to sleep properly and horrible concentration, it seems I’ve caught the cold the kids were passing back and forth.

Fortunately, it’s not too bad, and the CPAP machine I use tends to cut down on the amount of mucous in my nose, so I have fewer breathing issues. I just have a vague sore throat and have this mantle of exhaustion that is unusual. I’m used to being tired, but I’m achy and uncomfortable, I can’t settle. I think that tipped me off that something was off. Also, my nose is booger heaven – ugh.

Lack of quality sleep is not helping my concentration or cognition. I will be watching a show, it will cut to commercial, and I will completely forget what I was watching. I’m having trouble communicating verbally, still, most of all, and paper is only marginally better. (I could be writing my name over and over thinking I’m being brilliant right now!). There is one Simpsons commercial that comes on, and I get so excited, thinking I’m watching the Simpsons. I feel like such an idiot when the commercial ends.

My Mom seems to think my family has terrible luck and absolutely everything happens to us. I admit, it does sound shocking to listen to someone with chronic pain describe flare-ups. I had been silent for years, but I think people ought to know what my life is like. Not in a complaining way, but in a this-is-how-people-live way. People have chronic pain. This is my life. My kids have had quite a few illnesses this year, yet this is my first cold, I think, since being ill at Christmas, with the rest of the world, and it’s mild. My husband has glaucoma issues, cataracts, and arthritis. Both run in his family. My kids have Autism. Sounds like a lot of families I know. Maybe these families aren’t so open, I don’t know.

I should get that nap.

Stay stripey my Zebras! ๐Ÿ˜˜