I have to say that since I started a new oral pill last September, things have been much better colitis-wise in my world. I am still hyper vigilant about what could happen when I am out and about but I have actually been able to go eat at a couple restaurants without having to drive home in a mad dash to get to the bathroom.
I hope this trend continues. It would be so nice to live a more normal life and not have the burden of this disease the major factor in all my trips outside of the house.
The time spent with dad however uses up all my free time. I am feeling overwhelmed and like I don't have a life of my own anymore. I try to frame it as positive as I can but it isn't easy.
I am behind at school because I can't be there after schools or weekends to get caught up or, gasp, plan ahead.
It uses up all my brain energy so that when I get home from dad's I am often in a zombie state, without the ability to make big decisions, or organize, or remember where I put things.
My second mammogram shows the abnormalities are still there but haven't changed in size or shape. They don't feel it is something to be concerned about but I still think I should get a biopsy. Maybe paranoid, but I don't want to be surprised and find out that it is too late.
My filling in January broke in mid Feb. I had it refilled and it broke again a few days later.
I ended up having to go get the tooth pulled. I felt instantly old, with this weird gap on my lower jaw. A bridge or a crown were not viable possibilities. Add to that the tooth was a hot mess and roots were crooked and I had to pay $700 for sedation and it was NOT covered by any health plan. Boo!!
Not Much Working Out Monday
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3 comments:
I was thinking of you just yesterday! Glad to hear from you but, sorry for your dad's problems. It is never easy to take care of an elderly parent with health problems. I think the most draining part is the psychological side of it. You look at this indvidual who has been your rock, the first person you looked up to and when you see that person is getting weaker by the day and needing continous help, it is heart breaking. Hang in there...
Thanks so much T'Pol, and everyone who kept checking in on me. I hope I won't disappear again. missed all of you and your blogs.
I'm so sorry your dad is having such a rough time, and that you're responsible for such an outsized share of his care. It's no wonder you're a zombie. And this is a hard time of year, too.
Also dental problems are just.... aargh! Are you a good candidate for an implant? They really are indistinguishable from teeth, once they're finally in.
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