The dream I had a few nights ago about being in labor for hours wasn’t just a dream. I have real pain. In my bladder. I haven’t even been doing anything that would cause this!
Of course I had to work the last two days and I can’t just take time off to go to the doctor. I wouldn’t get paid. People would miss me.
So I drink gallons of cranberry juice and today I went to the drug store before work and bought AZO, the over-the-counter UTI medication. That turns my pee bright orange. This would be fine at home, but at work there is only one bathroom with a SUPER WHITE clean toilet that my SUPER POWERED NEON ORANGE pee stained and it wouldn’t come off no matter how many times I flushed.
I used the bathroom 14 times today at work.
And I’m still in pain. Oh, yay! There’s a school play tonight that I have to sit through, while thinking of the pressure in my bladder because that’s all I think about day and night. BLADDER. BLADDER. BLADDER.
Yes, I’ll go see a doctor if it’s not better in the morning, but I just hate antibiotics. That’s a whole nasty mess all on its own.