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genretwisting* I do not need another fic challenge I do not need another fic challenge ... someone please talk me out of signing up?
the UTI isn't going away. the pain part of it *has* changed from feeling like I'm passing razor blades to "just" burning, but it's still unfun. also somewhat embarrassing. (one of the universal uti symptoms for me is random incontinence issues, especially at night. normal behaviour for me is that I can usually last the night without getting up; uti behaviour is waking up peeing-my-pants desperate every 3-5 hours. especially fun when you consider that I have to wake up enough to call someone and then wait for them to wake up and get dressed and drive over. sigh.)
...it kind of doesn't help that, y'know, urinary incontinence isn't something that Happens To Adults, and therefore not being able to hold it in is an embarrassing personal failure. which is entirely illogical, since this is a symptom of being sick,
did call the doctor's office - they weren't entirely happy at not being able to have me come in and get tested, but the reality of my situation is that there really is no good way to test. I can't use most bathrooms, I have no way to get a sterile sample at home, the home health nurse option takes too long, and catheters don't work. ("well, we need to use a smaller one then." cue much headdesking as I tried to explain that they used the smallest possible; this was after I smashed my foot and I was desperate to find something that didn't involve transfering to/from the toilet, but they couldn't get it in. not being able to tilt my hips at all probably didn't help.) but they did eventually give me a scrip for antibiotics. (which, ftr, I hate taking. but oh well.)
to sum up previous paragraphs: ow, and also ow, and I am miserable and whiny.
(also whiny because my knees hurt and I have a mild flare-up in my right hamstring and I'm really fucking frustrated with my body right now. *gnaws on things*)
...also, it's way too hot. maybe I'll migrate to alaska.
have shorts! ...I had like three pair that even halfway fit (and were long enough; I can't wear short shorts because my skin tends to stick to the chair seat, so I need ones that go down as far as the chair seat does, which ends up being approximately above-the-knee length). and I ran out of clean ones, so I, by which I mean my aide, took a pair of pants I never wear because they're too short (but with leg cuffs, so it isn't so much pseudo-capris as just totally not fitting) and hacked off the bottom.
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neadods: knitted windmill bag, which is entirely awesome. (also uses a bindoff which I'd never heard of, but, er, have now!)
genretwisting* I do not need another fic challenge I do not need another fic challenge ... someone please talk me out of signing up?the UTI isn't going away. the pain part of it *has* changed from feeling like I'm passing razor blades to "just" burning, but it's still unfun. also somewhat embarrassing. (one of the universal uti symptoms for me is random incontinence issues, especially at night. normal behaviour for me is that I can usually last the night without getting up; uti behaviour is waking up peeing-my-pants desperate every 3-5 hours. especially fun when you consider that I have to wake up enough to call someone and then wait for them to wake up and get dressed and drive over. sigh.)
...it kind of doesn't help that, y'know, urinary incontinence isn't something that Happens To Adults, and therefore not being able to hold it in is an embarrassing personal failure. which is entirely illogical, since this is a symptom of being sick,
did call the doctor's office - they weren't entirely happy at not being able to have me come in and get tested, but the reality of my situation is that there really is no good way to test. I can't use most bathrooms, I have no way to get a sterile sample at home, the home health nurse option takes too long, and catheters don't work. ("well, we need to use a smaller one then." cue much headdesking as I tried to explain that they used the smallest possible; this was after I smashed my foot and I was desperate to find something that didn't involve transfering to/from the toilet, but they couldn't get it in. not being able to tilt my hips at all probably didn't help.) but they did eventually give me a scrip for antibiotics. (which, ftr, I hate taking. but oh well.)
to sum up previous paragraphs: ow, and also ow, and I am miserable and whiny.
(also whiny because my knees hurt and I have a mild flare-up in my right hamstring and I'm really fucking frustrated with my body right now. *gnaws on things*)
...also, it's way too hot. maybe I'll migrate to alaska.
have shorts! ...I had like three pair that even halfway fit (and were long enough; I can't wear short shorts because my skin tends to stick to the chair seat, so I need ones that go down as far as the chair seat does, which ends up being approximately above-the-knee length). and I ran out of clean ones, so I, by which I mean my aide, took a pair of pants I never wear because they're too short (but with leg cuffs, so it isn't so much pseudo-capris as just totally not fitting) and hacked off the bottom.
random link, via
neadods: knitted windmill bag, which is entirely awesome. (also uses a bindoff which I'd never heard of, but, er, have now!)