Strange Few Days

On Wednesday Morning I went in for the followup on my shoulder. As I expected, without the MRI, there wasn't much he could tell me that was new. He did the standard "don't let me push your arms" tests and while 2 out of the three are either normal or almost normal, there is still one test that I am failing miserably. We discussed the recent increase in pain, and how it was affecting my sleep. He decided that a good interim step until we can get the MRI (as of 845 this morning, my case is still under review) is an xray, so he ordered an xray of my shoulder. He checked for some dent in my shoulder that would indicate a dislocation, but I told him, that I have had a dislocated elbow and I remember that pain and didn't think it was the case here. He agreed, especially since there was no dent in my shoulder. We discussed pain management, and he has somehow managed to talk me into taking both ibuprofen and tylenol, even though we previously discussed avoiding tylenol because of its potential interaction with my birth control that could increase my chances of breast cancer. He said it isn't a high chance and I am only taking it if the pain is keeping me awake. So far I have managed to avoid taking any, and I hope to keep it that way.

Extra Update: I just this very second got off the phone with my doctor's assistant. Have I mentioned how much I adore her lately? My xray shows nothing causing the current issues, but does indicate an old injury that was never treated and has left a bone fragment in a weird place. I have my theories on how that happened, but I think that needs to be hashed out in therapy, not on my blog. We also discussed the issues I have been having with getting my physical therapy started at the new referral place and I told her I was irritated and that they honestly don't seem that interested in treating me. There are a couple of alternatives available, and I am going to work on getting it sorted today. I miss my old PT and wish I could afford to just pay for it myself.

Other than that, I had him check out my left ear, which has been feeling weird lately. I was afraid I either had a bug or some Shrek level wax buildup going on. But no, I had a piece of hair that was tickling my eardrum. It seriously felt weird. My ear has been irrigated and I no longer feel as though there is something weird in my ear. Also, after I mentioned my fear of the Shrek wax I was told I have really clean ears. Ha!

Yesterday (and today) I had cereal for breakfast. I forgot how much I missed cereal. I hadn't had any since my diagnosis because I was afraid of the carb counts, but I found that I can have Special K and a half cup of milk for under 30 carbs! This is a total win, because we all know how much I hate eggs. I could even add a slice of my froofy bread and some pb and come in with an acceptable carb count.

Yesterday, I did something stupid and am pretty sure I had my first real low blood sugar reaction because of it. I used my lunch break to get my xray and so all I had eaten until 630 at night was that bowl of cereal, a clementine, and about 8 Jelly Beans (eaten when I realized I needed some sugar). I took my pills and then had a fairly active day at work too. It was not my intention to skip lunch, it just happened. I will make sure not to do that again. I ate almost a hundred carbs at dinner, forgot my evening pills and my morning blood sugar was still in a good range (signs it was really low the night before) I didn't bother going home to test, because I was hungry, and because there were people waiting for me at the restaurant. I am always afraid I will lose my meter (and more importantly my vial of test strips), so I don't like to carry it around, but maybe I need to risk it.

I have a friend staying with me on and off again for a little bit while his housing situation gets sorted. I feel bad because he is basically crashing on my living room floor. It is a sign that my guest room needs a bed, and to not have craft supplies, purses, stuffed animals, and souvenirs scattered all over it. That is something for me to work on today, after I make a bajilliony phone calls to try to get my MRI, and go on a lunch date with my favorite person :) I am super excited about that last part.

Anyhow, I have no other thoughts at this time, the next week or so is busy, but I am happiest when busy, because then I am at least not bored. And because I am getting it sorted, my guest room will be ready for when people come visit me, or if my other friend needs to stay closer to work because her commute sucks.