I do not have to have a biopsy of my lymph nodes. I think I already went into it, but you were away. PM me if you want me to explain further
The pre-op was for my GYN procedures on the 19th. My GYN wants to put me out. I met with an RN to go over my meds, etc. for a LONG time, then met with the anesthesiologist. I was still there for well over an hour, which was excessive since I didn't need to have my blood drawn again. And I'm not exactly patient right now. I would like to be home more often. I think I actually really need that right now.
I also saw my pdoc yesterday. The increase in the Lamictal may not have kicked in yet, but either way, I need to increase my dose of Gabapentin (the only med we have leeway with) by 100-200mg at night, to my discretion. I can't do that at the moment because I still have s*** to do, have to drive, and it will be temporarily sedating. She's not thrilled that I had to cut my morning dose of Klonopin down to 1/2mg because she feels I need it, but she obviously understands that it's safer because I've been so tired.
I don't want to get into all of the things that have been agitating and overwhelming me because what is the point? Some of that may leak out at some point tho.
I will say that my brother is draining the life out of me re: him being recently diagnosed as BP, being severely manic for months now, and STILL BEING ON ZOLOFT (he's also on Trileptal now), despite me telling him that he will not come down until he stops taking an antidepressant. Either he is not telling his pdoc everything he has been up to, or she does not know her ***** from her elbow. I'm very worried about him, but I'm treading lightly regarding my opinion about the care he is receiving since this is the first time he has reached out for help, and seems to like and trust her. I asked him to read up on mixed episodes, and he feels like that's what he is experiencing most of the time. All I can do is educate and support him. He'll be 31 in September. He is a full-grown man, and I have to let him make his own decisions.
Rocky's meds came on the 9th. I have to put it on his ear. The first time it didn't go well at all, but he's getting a little more tolerant since I've been trying to pat him elsewhere while I do it and give him treats afterwards. At first he gets a little fussy, but I think that it's because it feels cold, even though it has to be stored at room temp. It's very hard to try to rub it in for 30-45 seconds as directed tho. I have to use a finger cot to put it on, but still have to be very careful because I'm medicating him for hyperthyroidism, and I have hypothyroidism.
Today is my birthday. All I want is pizza for dinner. That's what we do every year. I jumped through enough f'ing hoops cooking Tuesday and yesterday.
I'd like to leave him early enough to return some bras to Victoria's Secret, and there's a bunch of other s*** I
should do. Some of it I
have to do. But it can wait until I do what I
want to do.
I would have liked to get to reading more threads this morning, but I need to get ready to go out. Maybe I can catch up this afternoon...? I really don't know. I'm sorry