I spent most of my morning in the dr's office getting a prescription for this bladder infection, was late to work picking it up, then didn't take the first pill right away. I don't know why. I felt pretty good (probably due to that half gallon of cranberry/apple cider last night and the quart more this morning) so I thought it could wait until 5:30 or so because I'm supposed to take them every twelve hours. Then for two hours I was at work and doing stuff where I couldn't drink anything, and by 2pm I was in SO MUCH PAIN. I mean seriously. I wanted to cry. I cut and ran from work by 2:30, and driving home was not the easiest thing. Such an idiot. I took the first of the antibiotics on my way out, as soon as I got home I had more of the cider, and by 3:30 I felt good enough to make a store run - to get even more cider. But still, it's not too comfortable! And I'll now have to wait until at least 11 before having another pill, so the pharmacist recommends. He does NOT recommend doubling up pills, as my co-worker (Diz) did, but maybe her dr usually gives her a different type of antibiotic. But if I can wait until 11 tonight and then tomorrow morning maybe take it at 10 and then at 9 tomorrow night that'll get me on a more reasonable schedule. I hope that will be okay. I don't want to be getting up for it at 2AM.
Poor Eor is so tired. :( I hope I don't disturb him too much at 11pm when I take my next pill.
At least coming home early meant I did some dishes and cleaned the shower. Luckily, I couldn't get my computer to turn on after the power outage at 6:30 this morning (Eor says it's just that my on/off switch is getting flaky) so I couldn't be distracted by the Net.
Poor Eor is so tired. :( I hope I don't disturb him too much at 11pm when I take my next pill.
At least coming home early meant I did some dishes and cleaned the shower. Luckily, I couldn't get my computer to turn on after the power outage at 6:30 this morning (Eor says it's just that my on/off switch is getting flaky) so I couldn't be distracted by the Net.
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My sympathies...
(and no, promise, you won't die from it.)
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