My latest dumb ass stunt.

So last night at my friends house I was checking my blood sugar (and I admitt to having had a couple of drinks) and I dropped my meter in the dog's water and killed it. It wouldn't even turn on. I got it out of the water and tore it apart pretty fast but not luck.

D was here this weekend. I love it when he's here. The only bad part was that we got to fooling around and I forgot to take my evening pills. Wow do I feel the missed dose of lyrica. That should teach me to take it religiously huh?

I had night sweats last night. At first I thought I just had the heat turned up too high so I turned it down, WAY down. But I woke up a few hours later drenched in sweat and the room was cold. So I believe I will be giving up and calling for IVs tomorrow. So much for trying to make it a year.

FUCK!

So, after finishing my 2 weeks of levaquin which was on the heels of cipro I feel like my face is ready to explode from the sinus pressure. I am also coughing more and my junk doesn't want to move. It also tastes like ass, you know that rotten taste it gets when you have something cooking in there? Son of a bitch! I just may end up with some fucking IVs!

Make it stop!!!

Why do I wait until I am about to go totally nuts to call for meds!? WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF???

The levaquin is making me hurt all over!! And of course I wait until I'm almost done to call for lyrica. Well, turns out lyrica is a controlled substance which means I have to have the original scrip to take to the pharmacy. I didn't know that! So I am waiting for it to be mailed to me! Mailed??? AAAAAAAAH!

Look what I did!

I made my first sock! There were several techniques that I had never used before so I followed the pattern exactly without worrying about the gauge. So its a little on the small side but that's ok. I wasn't really planning on doing a pair this time since I figured I might have some mistakes, which I do! There are a couple holes where the stitches naturally want to be loose there. But that's ok, I learned where I need to really yank on it to get it tight enough.

I had a lot of fun learning this! I've been wanting to do socks for a while and I finally found instructions that a 3 year old could follow. I think I could do a pair in a week and a half or so. I like fast projects, I don't have time to get bored!

I caved.

I caved today. I called the doc and asked for some oral antibiotics. I have been feeling run down, short of breath, tired, coughing more, and stuffed up. I've also had a couple night sweats. So I got some levoquin for 14 days. Hopefully this will kill it before it really gets a good hold.

I also bought some miralax. Seems like I only go #2 every other day or so and with the amount of food I eat that's just not enough. So hopefully this will clean out the pipes, so to speak.

Still no sign of the big fat cat. I don't know what to think. I hope that he's ok and just hanging out with someone for now.

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I just finished working 8 days in a row and I am DONE! I am SO tired, and the weather has been scitzo so I've been really achey, then my tummy decided it didn't like the chinese food from last night so I have (literally) rip roaring gas and bad stomach cramps. I forgot to put needles for my insulin in my "CFRD stuff" case so I barely ate anything all day to try to keep my sugar from spiking. Probably better for my stomach anyway.

D leaves for Afghanistan in 6 weeks or so. Uhg. I don't know if its better or worse this time, knowing what I will be going though. Knowing how painful this will be, how much I will miss him. He is going to move out of his house, put his stuff in storage, and stay with a friend until he leaves. The problem here is that this friend is someone he used to date. He said she has a lot of baggage and was really clingy. So on the one hand, my "gonna be the cool girlfriend" side says it will be fine. But my "always a bit paranoid about how much men think with their cock" side says that this is not a good situation. I have no rational reason NOT to trust him. I don't know. Part of me is still astonished that someone as great as him wants to be with me. Me and all my diseases, my decaying body. Could he really love me enough to watch me waist away, then possibly go through transplant, then eventually waist away again? I know people like that are out there, but have I really found one? Am I really that lucky?

Enough!

Seriously, I'm done! I have had enough of life. Its one thing after another for over a month now. I want some more GOOD news to blog about.

I let my cat out yesterday when I got home from work. Nothing weird there. He didn't come in by the time I was ready for bed, again not too weird. I went to bed knowing that if he cried at the door I would hear him. I don't sleep with my bedroom door closed and my front door is not far from my bedroom at all. I woke up at five in the morning and still no cat! I threw on my robe and slippers, grabbed the bag of kitty treats, and ran outside. I shook the bag and called him until I got too cold and had to go back inside.

I kept calling here and there while I got ready for work. And still no cat! While I walked to work through the apartment complex I called and called for him. There have been a few times that I have found him half way across the complex on my way to work. But not today.

I got so desperate I asked my ex to try when he got off work since he got off way before I did. He came and called for him for a while, and nothing. On my way home through the complex I looked and called. No cat. I had a deliquint rent notice on my door (that got resolved no problem, I paid my rent a week early!) and on the way to the office I called, then on the way back. NO CAT!

I printed some color fliers with a picture of my fatso and put them up all over the complex. I put them in all the laundry rooms, by the mailboxes, and the dumpsters. I figure everyone has to go to all of those places sooner or later. Tomorrow I am going to call some vet's offices to see if anyone brought him in. The ex is going to check the animal shelter for me since I won't be able to get there before they close.

He has disappeared before for a few days, once for a month, but never in the winter when its COLD and rainy. He had a color and tag but is really good at getting out of them. I always have a spare laying around, that's how often he loses them! He is a love and very friendly so I am hoping that he just conned someone into taking him in for a little while. Maybe with the fliers up someone will call me tomorrow and say they have my boy! I put my work and cell phone number on them so I am reachable 24/7. I put a little bowl of food out by the door just in case.

I want my buddy home! We always go to bed together, its not the same without him!