My Crappy Week

Everybody having fun this week raise your hand.
You will notice that I am NOT raising my hand over here.

I hate being sick.
I hate even more being bedridden sick and having doctors ignore my pleas for help.

The foot has only improved incrementally.  I still can't walk.  Let me tell you have much fun that is when you have to somehow get to the bathroom frequently because you are on a very small dosage of a diuretic.
Not very.

And I have ben constipated for over a week now.
The antibiotic is suppose to give you diarrhea and the painkiller is suppose to clog up your digestive tract.
I believe the painkiller is winner that particular race.

Even Metamucil isn't kicking anything loose.  I'll have Hubs bring out the big guns this evening.....prunes.

Speaking of painkillers......I "followed up" with my dr. office on Tuesday morning(yesterday)as the ER doc said to do.
Gave the receptionist the full report on what transpired on Friday and over the weekend since up to Tuesday morning....basically it's an infection(or so they think)and I am on a cocktail of antibiotics and painkillers.

Of course my dr. is out of the office this week(as he always seems to be when I have an unexpected issue)so they'll send a ticket into the office docs so someone can get back to me, to see me in the office and update the meds(or change them as needed).

So I wait and wait and get no call back on Tuesday before the office closes.  I finally get through to them on the phone this afternoon, Wednesday, go through the whole who I am and why I am calling rigmarole and she finds my "ticket" still sitting in the system, still not dealt with.
Lovely.

So she says she'll put in another "ticket" and someone will get back to me.....obviously like someone got back to me yesterday!
It is an hour before they close for business for the day and still no call back.
And I am out of painkillers come this evening.
They won't call in painkillers to the pharmacy, you have to go to the office to get a paper scrip and take it to the drug store yourself. 
Hello?!  I can't get to the office or the pharmacy myself because I CAN'T WALK ON THIS FOOT!!
How am I suppose to get some drugs and within the next 50 minutes??

Fan-so-tastic!!

The Daughter arrived for a visit late Sunday evening.
We had a modified Labor Day cook-out on Monday. Modified because I can't do the cooking and neither Hubs or Daughter wanted to cook.  I hobbled downstairs to eat and somehow hobbled back to bed later.  I haven't ventured downstairs since as it's too painful for my foot.

Then on Tuesday morning Daughter decides to leave and go across the state to see someone from her Summer Camp days.  I guess being stuck here with me was just not enough fun so the friend picked her up yesterday morning and she's coming back tomorrow night.
So I have been alone without help for almost 2 days now. 
Well at least I should lose some weight(and even more if the constipation kicks loose)if I don't die of dehydration first. Drinking 3 bottles of water a day isn't enough, is it?

I sure had better make sure I have enough saved for a good nursing home as I won't be able to rely on the Daughter for care........

Hubs yelled at me last night.  He was partly right to do so as I have been a brat and have been nit-picking about stuff.  I am miserable and I get that way when I feel I am being ignored and sick.
I have been watching sappy shows on Youtube and crying at them and feeling sorry for myself.

I may have better luck going back to the ER.  At least there they will take care of you after 6 hours or so.....

Getting old and sick sucks.
Take my advice and don't do either!

Sluggy