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Midnight ramblings
Jul. 27th, 2023 12:16 amCall me Elvis. I’m up at night and sleep during the day.
Ozempic has been largely a fail. I titrated up to .5 mg over 3 or 4 weeks and was SICK AS A DOG for 2.5 weeks. Weak as dishwater, nauseated to the point of not wanting to crawl out of bed, and diarrhea like I’ve never seen. I tried .25 mg again last week and the nausea has been lower but I just don’t feel good. I see that doc again next week.
On the other hand, I did see a doctor about upping my depression meds. I’ve been on Effexor since 2018 or so for a female hormonal imbalance and the more recent feelings of sadness and hopelessness have not gotten better.
I finally got in for the very expensive breast MRI and although the lump or whatever is benign, they found gall stones. The ever helpful surgeon’s office who originally said she could operate or I could go for the breast MRI called 2 weeks after the MRI and told me the results (that I had already downloaded from the imaging center) and (non) helpfully offered to schedule me for a gall stone removal surgery for the fall. Ummmmm…. No thanks. I think I’ll wait until I’m employed.
And Mama Menopause is fucking with me again. A brief period in September 2022, then nothing until February 2023. Then, 2 Saturdays ago, hello blood flow from no where! It’s been a trickle for the 2 weeks and then yesterday and today, it has been a firehose. Night sweats continue with no rhyme or reason when they happen… not tied to diet, temperature of room, outside temps, nothing. And I have this weird sour smelling odor on my upper body that I’ve finally been able to stop by showering in Hibiclens once a week.
Ok, so what’s good?
My plants are doing ok.
I’ve got a decent tan.
I’m taking advantage of streaming services and enjoying shit on tv.
I like my new vacuum cleaner.
Mercifully, my air condition works.
That’s all for now. Just restless and ill and out of sorts.
Ozempic has been largely a fail. I titrated up to .5 mg over 3 or 4 weeks and was SICK AS A DOG for 2.5 weeks. Weak as dishwater, nauseated to the point of not wanting to crawl out of bed, and diarrhea like I’ve never seen. I tried .25 mg again last week and the nausea has been lower but I just don’t feel good. I see that doc again next week.
On the other hand, I did see a doctor about upping my depression meds. I’ve been on Effexor since 2018 or so for a female hormonal imbalance and the more recent feelings of sadness and hopelessness have not gotten better.
I finally got in for the very expensive breast MRI and although the lump or whatever is benign, they found gall stones. The ever helpful surgeon’s office who originally said she could operate or I could go for the breast MRI called 2 weeks after the MRI and told me the results (that I had already downloaded from the imaging center) and (non) helpfully offered to schedule me for a gall stone removal surgery for the fall. Ummmmm…. No thanks. I think I’ll wait until I’m employed.
And Mama Menopause is fucking with me again. A brief period in September 2022, then nothing until February 2023. Then, 2 Saturdays ago, hello blood flow from no where! It’s been a trickle for the 2 weeks and then yesterday and today, it has been a firehose. Night sweats continue with no rhyme or reason when they happen… not tied to diet, temperature of room, outside temps, nothing. And I have this weird sour smelling odor on my upper body that I’ve finally been able to stop by showering in Hibiclens once a week.
Ok, so what’s good?
My plants are doing ok.
I’ve got a decent tan.
I’m taking advantage of streaming services and enjoying shit on tv.
I like my new vacuum cleaner.
Mercifully, my air condition works.
That’s all for now. Just restless and ill and out of sorts.
