Tale of a Shooting Star…

Yep, you guessed it. More medication for me. Yippee.

The family doctor visit on Thursday yielded another round of antibiotics plus some pills that are supposed to help with allergies, colds, etc. The doctor said that she doesn’t think that my sinus infection is dead yet. My nasal passages and throat were red, not the color that they should have been if the trouble was stemming from allergies.

I’ve spent the majority of the weekend sleeping. I had a migraine Friday and yesterday, but it’s gone now, thankfully. I took a nice hot bath last night. It takes less energy than a shower and feels better than one, too. 🙂 I might do it again tonight, with the wind and rain outside and my right shoulder all messed up. It certainly helps to relax me.

With the exhaustion and headaches, my stitching and computer time has been severely limited. I’m going to have to beg for an extension on my dragon RR mailing date and I have OSL work to do, too. First things first, though. I have to feel better. And I’m working on that. I may not have energy yet to do anything, but I don’t have a raging headache and face pain today, so things are moving in the right direction.

Time to log off now before the computer screen brings on a headache. Have a happy week!

As you may have already surmised, last night was a very late one for us. As in, we didn’t eat dinner until after 10 PM. After my two appointments, we spent over an hour pacing the floor in Best Buy, looking at flat panel TVs. This idea started a couple of days ago when we realized that the TV in our bedroom is really fuzzy. I never noticed it until I hooked up the new PS2 to it and saw how much ambient noise was on the screen. Not cool.

We briefly discussed looking at replacements for the TV, which devolved evolved into a discussion about replacing our TV downstairs. Because of the dimensions of our family room and where the furniture is placed, we are only about 10 feet or so from the TV. This limited our choices when we last bought a new TV for the room about 4 years ago. I’ve been thinking for a while that the only way to go bigger is to get a flat screen TV (LCD or plasma) and mount it on the wall.

So, we stopped at Best Buy on the way home last night to take a look at the demo TVs. We spent an hour staring from one TV to another, trying to discern small (and not so small) differences. The most informative occurrence was when the rain storm started to degrade the store’s satellite signal, so the picture was breaking up. With the signal dropping off and coming back in, some TVs were faster than others at catching up when they received bits of signal. Some were slower. And some TVs, much to our dismay, blacked out completely. They just couldn’t handle it. I’m talking high end TVs that cost a few thousand dollars here. VERY good information to know and not something that you would necessarily figure out until you had it home. Since we have satellite TV, this is actually a key finding.

I finally convinced Terry that I don’t want to spend half of our tax refund (which hasn’t arrived yet, since we just filed the other day) on a TV that we don’t really need because our existing set in the family room still functions quite well. However, I did have a real itch to replace the TV in our bedroom and we had been there so long that Terry said he felt obligated to actually buy something. So, we bought a 32″ LCD that was on sale at the time. The picture is nice and crisp (Terry, of course, had to put the stand together and install it in our armoire before we even ate dinner) and all is well. The money will come out of the tax refund when it arrives. I am so terrible sometimes with wanting instant gratification!

I really have no excuses left to not play DDR on the new PS2 and dance my way back into shape…

Bottom line for this week? 4 doctors in one week. My checkbook is going to see some action. 😉

Today – orthodontist visit. I’ve been out of braces (my second time, for those who didn’t know) for a couple of years, but I’m still not quite happy with how the teeth are meeting up in my bite around my right canines. I figure that I’m an adult, I paid for it myself and I reserve the right to be picky. The doctor doesn’t seem to mind, but neither of us were deriving satisfaction from the tweaks that he was making via the retainer. So, today, he drilled the permanent wire off of the inside of my lower right canine, left the wire unattached at the end and took impressions for a second retainer. So, I’ll be wearing retainers on the top and the bottom for a little while. Once things have shifted into the desired position, then he’ll reattach the wire and hopefully I’ll be done. Hah!

Tomorrow – a double header. Psychiatrist, then psychologist. Back to back. My head will be well and truly shrunken by the time we’re done. I’m hoping for a change of meds from the psychiatrist. We’ve been discussing a potential change from Wellbutrin XL to Cymbalta. Cymbalta is a totally different type of anti-depressant and it is supposed to help with pain, as well. I’ve been on Wellbutrin in its various forms for approximately half of my life, so I think a change might do me some good. My depression feels fairly controllable at the moment, but my anxiety still needs some work. Maybe this would help.

Part of me is nervous to make any change when things feel almost normal at the moment. But part of me thinks that even what feels nearly normal to me really isn’t good enough. We’ll see what the psychiatrist says.

It will be good to see Dr. Steve again, since I haven’t seen him in nearly a month. Terry is probably going to be bored out of his skull by the time we get home from sitting around waiting for me so much, bless his heart.

Thursday – family doctor visits for both Terry and I. Terry is due for a medication check and I’m going to see if I can’t find out why I’ve been so tired lately, with stuffiness in my nose, sinuses and ears periodically through the day. It could be continued sinus issues, could be allergies, who knows what. All I know is that I’m not going on that darned Astelin again. I can’t stand not being able to drink water because of the after taste. And that taste lingers all day for me. I’m not giving up water. Anything strong enough to kill that taste is probably going to be loaded with sugars or whatever other things my body really doesn’t need. 😀

That’s it for doctors this week, then. I have one last appointment that I need to make with a gastroenterologist. For me and for Terry. Terry needs his annual checkup for his eosinophilic esophagitis and I need to talk to someone about my IBS.

Yeehaw! We’re in for a fun ride, aren’t we? 😆 Don’t expect to see any stitching pics this week. Sorry!