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Oct. 6th, 2015 09:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckMy breast doesn't hurt right now. I think that it's because I took Sudafed (pseudoephedrine type. I can't take phenylephrine because it makes my brain run in high speed, terrifying circles) just before bed last night. I didn't actually expect the medicine to do much for my cold, but I was desperate enough to try it anyway. Surprisingly, my nose dried up, and my breast stopped hurting.
I've been googling, trying to find more information about how Sudafed works, but there isn't a lot of information to be found. The official site says it narrows blood vessels in the nasal passages. Maybe it does that elsewhere, too? I'd think it was odd if something taken orally only affected one particular part of the body.
I still plan to keep my appointment today as the relief is likely temporary.
Scott's parents are coming down today. They were apparently planning to do that anyway (Why does no one tell me these things?), and word of my appointment didn't change that. Scott's mother is going to go with me to the appointment, so I'll have a ride and some moral support.
My sister is having a bit of a hard time at the moment-- The plastic surgeon she's been working with since before her mastectomy is leaving his current practice two weeks before she's supposed to have reconstructive surgery. She can't do the surgery early because she has made arrangements to travel that week and because she really needs the extra two weeks to recover further. She thinks she'll be able to follow him to his new practice, but there are insurance questions that she'll have to work out. She just feels that she really needs to stick with this guy because he's the only one at the practice who saw her before her surgery and who she trusts to know what she wants.
Cordelia's having a harder time with this cold than I am. I think a big part of that is that she refuses to rest even though she complains about being tired. She gets very indignant when I suggest that she lie down for a little bit, even when she's just sagged against me and told me how exhausted she is.
Scott didn't get out of work until almost 5:00 yesterday. From what he said, it was a truly awful day. I wish I could help him with that somehow.
Unfortunately, we need to cook tonight, and I don't think I actually put anything on Saturday's grocery list that we can prepare, so Scott will have to stop on his way home from work. We have fish in the freezer in the basement. I'm not sure if I could get any of that thawed by evening. There's tilapia in the freezer up here that doesn't need thawing before baking. That wouldn't give us any leftovers, but it should be something I can manage if it comes to that.
Okay, time to get dressed before Scott's parents arrive.
I've been googling, trying to find more information about how Sudafed works, but there isn't a lot of information to be found. The official site says it narrows blood vessels in the nasal passages. Maybe it does that elsewhere, too? I'd think it was odd if something taken orally only affected one particular part of the body.
I still plan to keep my appointment today as the relief is likely temporary.
Scott's parents are coming down today. They were apparently planning to do that anyway (Why does no one tell me these things?), and word of my appointment didn't change that. Scott's mother is going to go with me to the appointment, so I'll have a ride and some moral support.
My sister is having a bit of a hard time at the moment-- The plastic surgeon she's been working with since before her mastectomy is leaving his current practice two weeks before she's supposed to have reconstructive surgery. She can't do the surgery early because she has made arrangements to travel that week and because she really needs the extra two weeks to recover further. She thinks she'll be able to follow him to his new practice, but there are insurance questions that she'll have to work out. She just feels that she really needs to stick with this guy because he's the only one at the practice who saw her before her surgery and who she trusts to know what she wants.
Cordelia's having a harder time with this cold than I am. I think a big part of that is that she refuses to rest even though she complains about being tired. She gets very indignant when I suggest that she lie down for a little bit, even when she's just sagged against me and told me how exhausted she is.
Scott didn't get out of work until almost 5:00 yesterday. From what he said, it was a truly awful day. I wish I could help him with that somehow.
Unfortunately, we need to cook tonight, and I don't think I actually put anything on Saturday's grocery list that we can prepare, so Scott will have to stop on his way home from work. We have fish in the freezer in the basement. I'm not sure if I could get any of that thawed by evening. There's tilapia in the freezer up here that doesn't need thawing before baking. That wouldn't give us any leftovers, but it should be something I can manage if it comes to that.
Okay, time to get dressed before Scott's parents arrive.
