Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Triage, Tests, Muscular Dystrophy, CKD, Lent, Blah Blah Etc.

On March 9th, I choked pretty badly on some soup. It was excruciating, and I almost had to go to the emergency room. Although painful, I was able to breathe and swallow, so I decided to wait about 13 hours and go to my local triage instead, which is thankfully run by my own physician.

My lungs looked okay, but Dr. B was concerned about my esophagus. I was in terrible pain, nearly in tears, in my back and chest. Toradol, Phenergan, and Lidocaine didn't touch it. I was given a GI cocktail that didn't make me choke, scream, or get sick, so he decided that I didn't need hospitalization. He sent me home with a script for pain meds (it has been years since I've had a pain script and I don't usually get them filled, but I did it this time), and I was ordered to report back immediately if the pain gets worse or if I start coughing up blood. So far, I haven't had any additional trouble, but I'm still hurting a lot. The pain medication hasn't done much for me other than aggravate my muscular dystrophy, so I've already discontinued it. I can't win.

I received copies of my recent blood work. Magnesium is okay. Creatinine is still high, and it seems to be staying there. Not outrageous by any means, but not normal. I'm having panels done every three months to monitor things. That's really all we can do. Sodium is unusually borderline high, and I am pretty sure I'll have to back off of the Asian food. My sodium likes to sit pretty low due to all of the diuretics I'm on, but my sudden love of Madam Woo's chicken dumplings could be contributing to the change. This may explain why I am chronically weaker than usual, but it may not. Whatever the case, the decline is something I must figure out and get a handle on quickly.

I gave up soda for lent (yes, I do call it soda. I may be from Mississippi but I refuse to call everything Coke. It's irrational. Have a nice day. Oops, by the way, I really am talking about Coca-Cola...LOL). Lent is something I've never participated in before. So far so good, but I've been cranky ever since and my migraines are back with gusto. Not good news. I know I've done the right thing, as there is absolutely no reason why I should be drinking carbonated sodas, and in spite of the terrible headaches and the terrible mood, I plan to stay off of them altogether. 

Tea is a different story. It's entirely possible that a glass of tea will be pried out of my cold, dead hands someday. I'm not proud, but I'm also not sorry. :P

Next appointment involves womanly stuff - something I'm pretty terrible at. I'll try to do the world a favor and not blog about it.