Cabin Fever.

So, I'm sick right?! And I need to force myself to rest and get better. I was able to start the two antibiotics, but I am on day 11 now of stomach "issues." It's lovely. I have a hard time resting when I am home, because I constantly feel like I should be doing something. Cleaning, laundry, CDA homework, wedding stuff, etc. It's hard for me to just do nothing sometimes. Especially since I was put out of work this week. I'm also lacking Vitamin D. It's sunny outside but I'm stuck inside the cave. I didn't realize how much outside time I usually get on a regular workday. We are usually out with the kids twice a day and my job is not a "desk" job. We are constantly on our feet and moving. So, it's been a little hard to make myself stay put and rest. Hopefully, soon these meds will work magic and I'll be able to leave the premises without worrying about my frequent bathroom visits.

I'm a little frustrated with the hospital I work for. It's a great hospital but is sometimes lacking in patient care. I didn't exactly have a great visit to the ER on Tuesday. Granted, no visit to the ER is sunshine and roses, but the nurse and PA I had, kinda sucked. Thank God for my mother. She is a nurse, and she took care of things better than the people who were getting paid to do it. It's not that they weren't nice, but the PA seemed not too confident in her answers and the nurse would stare off into space for what seemed like 20 minutes before answering a simple question. The nicest most effecient person there was the tech, Mike, who hooked up my heart monitor. And I bet he's the lowest guy on the "todem pole" there. Plus, I called today for my lab/culture results and was given the run around. Three times I was disconnected, twice I was put on hold forever and when I finally did get someone, they took my name and told me someone would get back to me. That was this afternoon, and it's now 7:15. I know I'm not the only person they are dealing with, but really people get it together. Now, I still don't know what is exactly wrong with me. I guess it's round two tomorrow of getting to the bottom of things and finding out what took over my body. At least, I lost a little weight. We don't have a scale, but my clothes are a little looser I think.

Last night I tried to give my blog a makeover. I felt it was time for a change. I am not AT ALL good with that type of stuff. I'm creative, just not good with technical stuff. So I was literally sweating trying to change the template. Hopefully, it looks decent to all of you out there. That design wasn't my first choice, but there's no way I'm going back and changing it now. Maybe in a month or two.

I realized today my cycle is ending sooner that I had thought. I don't know why I thought I had more time before AF showed again. But it's creeping up on me. And that's a bummer. Because technically that means the blood test on Monday, isn't that early, like the RE nurse said. Rats. Yes, I just said "rats." I'm probably still going to go ahead with the HPT Sunday morning. I have been having some crazy symptoms. Like sobbing at the drop of a hat. I've always been a little emotional, but wow in the last few days. I can be sobbing in minutes. I saw the end of Marley & Me (which Ive seen a million times) yesterday, and I was hysterically crying. Matt came home from work around the same time and was like " Oh my God, what's wrong?" Yeahhhh. Just watching Marley & Me. Same thing happened with Bride Wars today. Basically, everything is just super heightened in the emotional basketcase category. I've also had the empty stomach feeling a lot. But that could definitely be the friggin parasite living in me. And I have cravings for certain foods and then when I start eating them I want to vomit. I get turned off by foods that I wanted. Plus, my face is breaking out. So we will see. I hate that I already have our plan for the "next" cycle (if need be) layed out. I hate that...

So, that's all folks. I'm trying to get myself better and trying to think positive thoughts for some good news! Just waiting for that bone. Waiting for that break. Waiting for that blessing...