Wednesday 1st March 2023
March With a Spring
Hi everyone, hope you are all doing well. Another couple of weeks have gone by and I’ve been quite limited on what I can and can’t do. I’m mostly limited to the house and if I do have to do anything I have to really plan ahead.
With the tests the hospital have been doing they have ruled out any infections; bacterial, viral, and parasites. Last week they also done another test to check for enzyme anomalies but I put the sample in the bag and sealed it before handing it in, it needed a date on it though and the lab refused to do it and so had to redo test this week again. The sample wasn’t a great sample but hopefully it will give an accurate result. I think I’m hoping that it comes back positive so they are able to take steps at doing something about it, it has been four weeks now. At the same time I’d prefer it was nothing and would just miraculously improve, I doubt that will happen though.
Apart from the tummy hospital has been pretty stale, in a good way. After the IGG being delayed a couple of times I finally got it again yesterday, starting again at the fastest rate and during the wait period between giving bloods and seeing the doctor, making the appointment seem to pass fairly fast and economical with the time. Despite getting the treatment I left at roughly the same time as usual, the week before taking longer than normal.
I had a fairly quiet rest of a week in the house, the usual counselling on the Wednesday and watching sport over the weekend while doing a decent amount of reading, I finished another few books, I seem to read two or three at a time and generally finish them all at the same time and then just focus on one book and get it finished and repeat.
One thing I’m quite pleased about is that I got onto the treadmill for a while last week, despite being incredibly sore I struggled on for as long as I could without pushing it too much. After, I didn’t feel any worse than normal and so have done that for a few days while watching a bit of tv. Saturday I took a lazy day and also just ate all day, which had its effects on Sunday and felt pretty bad all day.
With feeling bad on Sunday I stopped eating after three so I could possibly get a good sleep, this didn’t quite work as planned as I was still up a few times during the night, and the pains are so much worse at night. Getting out of the warm bed is hard enough but when it’s incredibly sore as well it’s a real dread and having to do that two or three times a night is horrible.
On the plus side the following day everything had passed through, I was able to do some things. I’d been putting off going to the dump for a few days so that was first on the list, the next thing was picking up an outdoor storage box just so I could sit on it rather than use it for its purpose.
There were fourteen in stock but no location of where they were in the store but I assumed a staff member would know and I went on down. After checking on the instore computer which also didn’t give a location I looked for a staff member which took long enough itself and eventually found one of the warehouse staff and she had a look on her device and took me to where it said… and it wasn’t there, she had a look around and couldn’t see it and went to get some advice. She was back and another staff member had a look and eventually said that it was still up on the high storage places and needed the forklift to get it, but they can’t use that while the store is open and would get it down for tomorrow.
I had the rest of the day to do nothing. Since I hadn’t ate for quite a while I was confident my stomach would behave and I went up to Portrush and decided to do the coastal route home. After my last post about Waterfoot I stopped there for a while, the only other place I stopped was at Dunseverick which I got a nice picture of. I didn’t take many others.
I got home about four and gave myself a couple of hours being able to eat as I didn’t want to have to be running to the toilet at hospital in the morning, double edged sword though as they wanted a sample and wasn’t able to until late. After hospital I went to IKEA to get the box and then to my parents for a while, was going home and decided to stop in to Burger King and thought that might push things through and I went over to hospital in the hope that it’d work. I got the bad sample, handed it in and went home. Of course, as soon as I get home I would have got a good sample but then I would have had to go back another day and the time I killed waiting today I probably would have been best just going home and coming back the next day.
In a way it was good I didn’t as today I have been quite sore and having to get out and about would have been too much and I probably would have put it off.
One thing I’m quite disappointed about is that my counselling finished today, over the last six weeks with them I feel they have helped me a lot. It hasn’t exactly been the best years I can remember but I know the weekly chat, advice and motivation they’ve gave has helped considerably and I feel I would have been in a much worse place without it and so I’m very thankful for it.
I hope I don’t miss it too much and will have to set time aside to self-evaluate and make sure I think about the progress that I have made and will be making each week, which I would normally only do after significant events, doing it more regularly will certainly be helpful.
The next couple of days I don’t plan on doing much, maybe get back on the treadmill for some torture and I hope I feel better than I have today.