The truth is: This band of mine can be damn inconvenient sometimes. Don't get me wrong, I love it and what it does for me, and I'm grateful to have it.
But my band really sent me off the rails this morning.
Over the weekend my band was inexplicably tight. It was a bummer, but it was not unmanageable. I didn't actually throw anything up, I just felt realllllly uncomfortable and slimed so I stopped trying to eat. But then my morning tea wouldn't go down smoothly and I got a little dehydrated because I was scared to have much of anything. Miraculously, last night things got a little better and I actually ate dinner.
And then this morning, for the first time in at least a decade, I woke up with a raging urinary-tract infection. I'm gonna go ahead and blame it on being dehydrated.
I have a 5.15 am pickup tomorrow for my kid's Disney trip. I went to a CVS MinuteClinic this morning, told them my tale of woe, peed into a cup and left with a large-ish bottle of liquid antibiotic. That may or may not cause diarrhea, but probably will clear up my UTI.
Then I went to my surgeon's office, where my doctor heroically ran to meet me after he left the OR. He very kindly withdrew a couple drops, taking me from 5.6 cc's to 5.45 cc's. He wanted to do a little more but I wanted just enough so I wouldn't get in trouble in humid Orlando. He was very nice and sympathetic.
I am slightly feverish and shivery and my kidneys are sore and it hurts to pee, but I'm hopeful that once I get the second dose of antibiotic in my system tonight things will turn around.
