Today is officially the start of the last round of meds. I've been up'd to 3 pills per day, days 3-7. It was hard to get all 3 down but at least it's over till tomorrow morning. I feel crappy already. I woke up with a headache to start with, so that doesn't help much. And just as I thought the bleeding was starting to slow down a lot, it comes back with a vengeance. I just want to go to bed. I'm hoping with everything I have that this month works. It has to.
On other topics... This has been a long week. My husband had 3 employees be extremely stupid and get themselves arrested, so he's now running both 1st and 2nd shift on his own. He left yesterday with 30 hours for the week. His normal hours are from like 5am till 5pm usually, sometimes a little earlier or later, and now the new ones till he can hire replacements are 8 or 9am till 11 or midnight. Its making evenings extremely difficult with K. He's acting out majorly because of it. Last night was really difficult. The only thing that ended up working was putting him to bed a little early so I didn't completely lose my mind. I know he was over tired so the extra sleep can help. I however, can't sleep alone with this new change. I waited up the past 2 nights till he got home and fell asleep pretty much as soon as I hit the pillow.
Oh and I had an interesting phone call yesterday. I always have to get day 1 bloodwork done, which is a pregnancy test that is required for the study records. I am using a lab that is close to home for that since it's such a long drive to Hershey to get that 2 mins in the room. The lab is a joke apparently. Last month it took them over 3 weeks to get the results to the study nurse. Then even though it was clearly stated who to send it attention to when they fax results, they did it to the dr only. So I get this call yesterday from a nurse in the clinic saying there was a problem with my pregnancy test that Dr. L ordered. And she was talking in a really concerned voice. I automatically start panicking mentally because this period started really badly, and my first thought was that this was a miscarriage. So then she goes on to say that they can not find me in the records anywhere and they were wondering how and why this was ordered. So I breathed a sigh of relief and said that I am a study patient and it was SUPPOSE to be faxed to the coordinator like the lab slip said, but apparently they messed that up again. She apologised for giving me a heart attack, and said she would see that it got to the right person. Wow though. I was driving at the time and almost had to pull over for that one. I actually did stop for a few mins after I hung up because it had me shaking so bad. The good news out of it is that results were 0 so no worries about all this. Apparently it's just payback for going 2 weeks late.
Wow, IF is always good for drama. Those lab folk sound completely absent minded (or illiterate), but to me, as long as they get ya on the first poke, I can deal with some mixed up paper work.
ReplyDeleteSorry about the long shifts for your husband. That has to be tough... hopefully he gets some relief before you are back to doing homework.