Topic number one: Ulcers. Who knew they’d be so horribly ucky?
I read the info. I followed the directions. Take those NSAIDs with food, dammit. So I did. Only thing is sometimes I didn’t (guilty look) and sometimes I took it with milk because milk coats your stomach, right? RIGHT? But then Court said “Uh, Milk coats your stomach for a moment but is mostly an acid…” so d’oh! I’ve been eating Naproxen and Ibuprofin like candy…blue and brownish orange candy that you swallow whole and hopefully don’t taste. And then…it happened. Horrible horrible chest pains. Oh my gosh! Not spasms, just constant…well, burning in my chest…looked like I was feeling myself up. And so I went to bed. BEEEEEEG mistake! Okay so lying down sucks even more for ulcers but works excellently for figuring out what you’re dealing with. Hurts more when you lie dow? Welcome to peptic ulcer land. Have a TUMS.
I called my GP twice and left messages begging for that medication that lets you keep taking your meds without ulceric intervention, but got no response. Maybe she’s mad I didn’t send her a Christmas card. NOT. So in the meantime, I have stopped everything except aspirin. 2 every 4-6 hours. I tell you, it’s just not the same…and here’s why…
Topic Number Two: Orthodontia!!!!
Had an ortho appointment in the ever friendly uppy smiley office of Dr. Quo where the cheek spreaders were brought out again (issues) and another bracket was SCRAPED off my eye tooth (aaaah!) and then, to add to that, they put a chain across both the top and bottom teeth. A chain is not metal as you would imagine. It is a string of those tiny tiny tiny thick bands they put on your braces all stuck together. They hurt. A lot. A lot a lot. Maria, the tech I LOVE even apologised that it was so tight (she’s the one who is so good she gets in and out of there in a heartbeat) as she struggled to get the chain across my HUGE front teeth. She explained that it was much tighter on the top because my top teeth are so much wider than the bottom ones. Are you calling my teeth fat?
I should have had a party before I went in. I should have eaten EVERYTHING and CHEWED it (as well as you can with non-touching molars), but I didn’t. So I was hungry when I left. Interestingly enough, pain can alter your hunger perception so as the pain increased, I was less and less focused on my grumbly tummy. Let’s just say it’s a good thing I didn’t get rid of all the butternut squash soup from pre-chewing post-op. Court even felt really bad for me and made a thick chocolate milkshake. His chubby little Pookie thanks him…and wishes he would maybe come out from his video game room and make me another. *batting eyelashes*
Alright…off to a wedding where I will try not to embarrass my date with my in-awesome chewing skillz. Late!