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Friday, November 2nd, 2007

So I left out option.  f) I’m suffering from a minor health problem.  I wasn’t just certifiably insane or hypochondrical.  I went to the doctor last week and I have gastritus: irritation of the stomach lining causing nausea and bloating, usually brought on by chronic worrying. :(

The doc gave me some drugs that I have to take for a few months (at least), and she ordered me to give up carbonated drinks, spicy foods, and chocolate (which means no more Dr. Pepper, Bajio, or Snickers, at least for awhile….so not fair).  So I’m not dying, but I wasn’t perfect either.  I’m supposed to be mostly better soon, but it takes awhile for the stomach lining to heal so I still have to tread lightly when it comes to food for the next few months.  The pills are definitely helping…I’m no longer sustaining life on my usual afternoon cocktail of Pepcid, Tums, and Mylanta.  Now I’m basically just driving my boyfriend crazy begging for a coke every time we eat out!

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Wednesday, October 24th, 2007

I’m sure most of you have known this for awhile, but there is an extremely high likelihood that I am now totally crazy.

I’m nauseas pretty often, but it’s been worse lately (and no, weasels, I’m not pregnant…don’t be stupid), so I have spent most of the last few days convincing myself that I am dying of a million different diseases. How many can you name? Because I can name a lot: leukemia, breast cancer, hepatitus, meningitis, lupus, stomach cancer, aneurysm, Lou Gehrig’s disease, AIDS, Ed’s disease (that’s lack-of-sleep-from-too-much-dating-disorder), syphillis, generalized anxiety disorder, etc. I’m driving my mom and my boyfriend nuts by constantly asking, “Am I dying? What if I have fill-in-the-blank?” 

To make matters worse, I have an extreme phobia of doctors, so until I am tied up and physically dragged to the doctor’s office (which my boyfriend keeps threatening to do), we’ll never know the answers to those questions.  I actually crossed the line into totally-irrational-land yesterday when I asked if there was such a thing as tongue cancer.  Yea, I know.  Crazy.

So since I am considering seeking medical attention, we will now start the betting:  I am either a) dying of a horrible disease, b) suffering from simple ulcers over all the worrying about dying of a horrible disease,  c) dying of multiple horrible diseases, or d) certifiably insane……or e) all of the above.  Place your bets.