Well, I got a UTI. That explains this a little bit. but, I KNEW IT! Maybe after a little macrobid things will calm down a little bit.

and, I got some physical therapy! (yay!) That will count as some of the exercise that the doctor kvetched at me that I should do. (been trying, havent been feeling good tho)

That was just my regular doctor, who is really cool about stuff, his dad has MS, so he understands MS better than the other doctors in that office. It was kind of nice to sit and talk with him. I wish he would have addressed the limping/dragging crap that's going on now. He just told me to take it slow till I get to a neuro (either my current one or the new one)

I hope the M helps you to feel better soon..

I forgot. Macrobid makes me feel really really really sick when I take it.

Do you ever get the feeling the MS is sentient and it's trying to torture you? (ok, being a little sarcastic here)

I wasnt feeling the UTI really until AFTER I took the first macrobid. Now I definitely know I have one. (ohmakeitstop!) I'm really wobbly tonight...using a cane in the house, and I'm about to hijack my mom's extra rollator that's out in the garage to use in my basement. I really hope that whatever nastiness is floating around in my urinary tract gets nuked by the macrobid and that I go back to feeling normal then.

When I first woke up today, I almost felt better than yesterday. Then after I walked around a little bit, things went downhill from there. I just hope the UTI goes on it's merry way soon and doesnt make the MS too mad at me.

Macrobid gave me a roaring yeast infection in the mouth..

That would be why I have the big package of AZO Yeast probiotic...and I have a stash of diflucan. (whoops, forgot to request some more of that from the doctor this afternoon...darnit!)

I just did some laundry. Yay me!

Actually, I put a very light collapsible basket of towels on our stair chair thingie and sent it upstairs. My dad dragged it into the laundry room. my first mistake was not calling the stair chair thingie back down to ride up. I crawled up the stairs instead. Got upstairs and had to sit for 5 minutes, and then went and threw 8 towels into the washing machine. (my back was giving out. machine probably would have taken everything in the basket) I got the machine started and then my body said "go sit down. NOW!". Asked my mom if she could do the rest of the towels for me. (she wasnt thrilled.)

My mom is annoying the heck out of me. She doesnt understand the implications of MS and that it's going to sometimes screw around with me. She's mad that I "wont" take her to breakfast on days that my dad isnt home. (uh...hi mom, have you not noticed that I'm practically crawling?!?)

It's like I'm in competition with her for who's having the most physical problems. My dad and I were talking about my visit to the doctor to get the macrobid today, and what they said, and my mom started moaning loudly (screaming at my dad) about how her feet hurt (she has a bunion) and she then started saying she wasted a clean pair of jeans today, getting dressed and not getting to go anywhere. (What?) That she has to wash her freshly-washed-over-the-weekend jeans again because they're dirty now. (again, What?!)

If she didnt go anywhere, and just sat at her computer today, playing solitaire, how did her jeans get dirty? (wait...I dont know if I want an answer to that)

Every time that I have a flare that keeps me from leaving the house, she has a hissy fit because she's either not getting to go out somewhere, or she turns into a drama queen complaining about a callous or a hangnail. (she'll get out an ace bandage to wrap around a finger with a hangnail, or threaten to cut off an appendage because something is annoying her. She's never done it tho)

I dont think she gets that my dad and I have serious medical conditions. (dad has a heart problem. He totally understands the Spoon Theory) I guess she has a serious mental problem.

Some of my mom's complaints about pain are real. She has spinal stenosis, so she's got the bad back, she's had two knee replacements, and she survived a 5 week coma back in 1957 after getting hit by a drunk driver, so I do believe she has legitimate complaints about pain. It's just weird that she starts having hissy fits about dry skin on her elbows and starts saying she wants to cut her arms off because of the dry skin whenever I or my dad have a medical problem.

Anyone here in competition with another family member trying to out-symptom you whenever you have a problem? (I have another relative like that, worse than my mom, that doesnt know I have MS, if she did know, she'd tell me I'm faking it. Just waiting for the chance to go off on her arrogant butt. There's years of irritation built up with that relative)

I have family members that want to compete, but I dont have to live with them. If I have a cold, they have the flu. If I have cancer, they need a heart transplant. they can ramp it up quickly. I cant imagine how frustrating it can be to live that way.

Have you tried in a non flare moment to talk to mom? My mom would understand for a few weeks, and then would resort to her old behavior. She simply cant think past her own needs, and get very upset if you dont put her needs ahead of hers. It can be quite the wrestling match.

I hope you start feeling better soon.

My mom is extremely stubborn. She gets an idea in her head it's hard to get her to change it...but then she'll change it suddenly without telling you.

She had that head injury in '57, and I dont know what her personality was like before that, since I wasnt born yet, but her sister told me that my mom was already kind of a grumpy person before the head injury and that she was a bit harder to deal with after she got her head whacked. Her sister said my mom's personality didnt really change, she just got more stubborn.

She's become a bit of a narcissist in her old age. We have to take her out to eat a lot, otherwise she throws temper tantrums. (my dad just told me how much we spent going out to eat...we could have bought a REALLY NICE used car for what we spent eating out)

I like going out to eat. (really want to go out to eat, but not ready to deal with the ice that's still on the ground right now with my wobbly walking) I just want to stay home more often. So, I've actually kind of enjoyed that part of my staying home the last few weeks with this MS flare. I can sit around in my jammies and watch tv. My mom doesnt seem to understand the fun of sitting around in your jammies and eating in front of the tv at home.

I'm hoping things will be better with whatever is going on with me so I can at least go to my favorite greek restaurant on thursday. (that's lentil soup day. I'm hungry for that) But until then, I'm actually happy with staying home. My poor dad tho. He's had to take my mom out a lot the last few weeks. He wants to stay home too. She wont let him. He's got fatigue from his heart condition, but she doesnt seem to care if he's tired.

I dont think she truly understands what fatigue is.