Being on drugs all the time has been interesting (no worries, it's *nothing* serious at all...just a minor problem that won't go away).
Your body gets screwy on antibiotics and you can't anticipate what you'll feel like on any given day. Some days I'm exhausted...other days I can't sleep.
Sometimes I'm hungry, sometimes I just can't seem to get myself to eat anything. (Last night, that was not the case...I made a banana cake and served it with fresh banana slices and homemade whipped cream. The night before I made Swedish meatballs. I marinated and baked chicken wings, too. Hmmmm....went a little nuts when the appetite reappeared, didn't I?)
And then the headaches come and go which drives me craaaazy.
Mostly, it's frustrating when all I can do is observe myself. But at the same time, it's interesting to note how my body has decided to deal with the influx of meds.
For example, I now know that when I take any sort of penicillin-type drug, I get those horrible (or should I say wonderful?) pudding cravings. Those have subsided now that I'm on a different antibiotic. NOW, all I want is protein (hence the Swedish meatballs and the chicken, I guess. I'm not quite sure how the banana cake fits in there, but it's pretty good).
On the days where I'm exhausted my ability to sleep amazes me. And my exhaustion annoys me....it just makes it hard to plan ahead.
T-minus 2 days before I'm done with the meds. Then I go to the doc to make sure I'm all better. But we'll see. In the past 60 days, I've spent 24 of them taking some type of antibiotic. At some point, I'd like to get back on track...and I'd LOVE for my body to cooperate with me.
I was hoping that I could muster a more amusing post...but tonight I'm pretty pooped.
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