Now to get personal. Last weeks surgery was fine. More than fine because I didn't have to do the second procedure. So maybe that means less money too? I have my fingers crossed on that.
The main thing was taking care of my bladder. You see I have what my Hubby calls a "walnut sized" bladder. He laughs and sometimes gets annoyed by my frequent restroom breaks but apparently there was more to it than size.
I have a chronic condition that is called
"Interstitial Cystitis". My body produces too much acid and that acid is eating away my bladder lining. In actuality, my bladder is normal sized but with the inflammation and irritation it feels full all the time. Hence the constant restroom breaks.
So the surgery was to stretch my bladder and to hopefully retrain it to remember its normal size. I was also given a cocktail of meds that I had to hold for as many hours as I could. Four being the goal, three being my limit. Talk about torture! The surgery was a breeze, it's the holding that's my problem.
Now that my bladder has been retrained, I will go to the Dr twice a week to have more of that cocktail installed. Yes, installed. Not the normal way fluid is usually taken either. Nope, this cocktail is forced the wrong in. But the worst part, I have to shave my legs all winter! I mean I HAVE to! I wouldn't want anyone to know that my winter coat has grown in. The Dr visit is all ready degrading enough!
So think if me every Monday and Thursday morning while I hold it for four hours. Like right now! Only one more hour to go!
I'm thinking of anything to keep from thinking about it.
Be more entertaining on Mondays and Thursdays to help me keep "IT" off my mind, please?
I'm going to go stand on my head for the next hour.
Take care, Brandie