Urine-trouble!
Is it weird that yesterday I drove a 90 mile round trip just to deliver a canister of my own urine? It was quite the deposit I must say! ahhhhh the joys of the human body. I have no dignity left, and I think I’m OK with that… seeing as my cancer revolves around my bowels, I mean, BOWEL (singular) and all.
I met up with one of the docs at the hospital to find out what the score is with regard to starting the trial. They did a lab test on Monday’s urine sample and it turns out that the antibiotics I was prescribed by the out of hours GP on sunday aren’t appropriate for the type of infection I’ve got. WOW, there’s a surprise…So he’s prescribed some stronger meds and with any luck, by this time next week, it should have all cleared up. Fingers Crossed.
Most people think I’m a pain wizard after all the horrors that have happened to my body. Not true. I’m a pain wimp… My veins are just so so hard from all of the chemo and constant stabbing. It’s really very painful to get a cannula in these days. Having spent the last two years with various drains, tubes and needles coming out of all angles of my body, you’d think I could brave anything. NO. Sadly all of these things are the exact reason why I have so much pain fear.
I’m hoping that this UTI infection clears up pronto so that I can crack on with the trial. I’m feeling quite positive about it.
