Bad bone days

Lots of pain this past week.  I was thinking the other day that my chest hasn't hurt in a while, so of course it had to start hurting.  Now my legs are beginning to ache.  Maybe it's the weather?  The past few days it's looked like it's going to storm, but doesn't.  Today, it actually did rain and thunder a bit, but nothing too big.  We haven't had a storm this year that knocks the power out.  I know other people have in different parts of the city and up the mountain (of course), but Juniata's missed it so far.

I remember one night when I was dating Chris, I left his house in a storm and when I got to Juniata there wasn't one light on.  All the streetlights and stoplights were out.  It was eerily dark.  I had to use my phone to see to go in the house and to my room.

I am so tired.  I woke up with a migraine, barely choked down a Slimfast, went to get blood work done, and then mom dropped me at work.  I took three Top Care Migraine Formula pills (they still haven't put Excedrin back on the shelves?) and then my blood sugar crashed.  At least my migraine went away!  But now that I've eaten, I'm sleepy.  And my legs hurt.  Is it Friday yet?

Super-duper

I'm getting my blood pressure headache again.  BLAH.  It's only off and on; I had a nurse here at work check my BP and it was only 130/80-something so not too bad.  I'll have to get out my home one and keep track again.  I haven't even had caffeine since a few days ago, so it's not that.  Ehh, maybe it's the Chicken/Hamburger helper we've been eating every night..?  That's probably loaded with sodium.  And isn't exercise supposed to raise your blood pressure?  Seems kinda counter productive.

I think I have a tumor.  A fatness tumor.  It won't let me lose weight.  I've cut out sugared pop almost completely this past month and I weighed more at our weigh-in for the challenge than I did at the doctor's when I went in for my BP problem.  That doesn't make sense.  If I could give my fat the middle finger, I would.







Constantly.

And the trek continues...

My blood pressure is fine now (of course); not sure if I mentioned that yet.  I read more about Cushing's and I don't think that's what's wrong with me.  The other night while I was playing Star Wars, my hands (which were cold, as usual) started tingling.  Not like they fell asleep, but like someone was poking my fingers with thumbtacks every so often.  The next morning  I woke up to swollen hands with little red bumps on certain fingers.  I could hardly write because of the swelling and because the tips of my fingers were just sore.  They feel better today, but the lumps are still there.  I'm still kinda swollen, too.

I Googled it, of course.  About a billion things about Lupus came up.  Once again, my health-Googles have brought up Lupus.  Headahces?  Lupus.  Fevers?  Lupus.  Face rash?  Lupus.

Thank you, House.  Seriously, though, back in the day when I first got the rash on my face the doctor I saw wanted to test me for Lupus.  I foolishly said no...because I was squeamish and couldn't handle getting my blood taken.  Now I'm a pro at it.  Can I just go to the doctor and say, "Hey, test me for Lupus now?" seven years late?  That doctor I saw retired and they probably got rid of my records.

Anyway, enough about my hypochondriac...ism?  I need to find a part time job.  My student loan payment are going to be due soon.  Hopefully, they'll reduce them.  I'm not paying 150 some dollars a month; that's ridiculous.  I applied at Ulta a while ago but haven't heard anything.  It's probably because I can never pass those quizzes they give you during the application.

As it so happens...

My blood pressure is back to normal.  Last night it was actually 120/80.  So, again, I will look like a retard when the doctor's office takes my BP on Thursday.  "We told you it was just your cold or stress," they will say, nasaly (or that's how I imagine it).  It's weird; every so often I can still feel pressure along the back of my head and ear where my headache was.  (If you find out I died in my sleep of an aneurysm, well, now you know the whole situation.)

Last night, as I was massaging my sore head, I noticed that the ball of my industrial piercing was missing.  I wonder how long it's been gone.  Thankfully it's the bottom one so the bar still stays in my ear.  Now I have to make a special trip to Hot Topic to buy a replacement.

Seems like another slow day at work.  I think I'll start working on my newest story.

New Health Trek

I've had a headache since Saturday.  (In case you were wondering, this is day 6.)  All weekend, I took my usual Excedrin, but upon realizing that it wasn't helping, I stopped.  Mostly to prove to Chris that the pills weren't the cause of my headache.  I also stopped drinking caffeine.  I had to call off on Tuesday because I was up all night, and later that day as I sat watching TV I had the longest palpitation possible.

So when I came in to work yesterday, I asked if one of the nurses could check my blood pressure.  I mean, I had ruled everything else out: caffeine, Excedrin, pregnancy (I took two tests).  Linda took my BP and it was 138/88.  My BP is usually low; like 112/70 low.  I made a doctor appointment right after that for today.  Of course, today before my appointment, Linda took my BP again and it was 124/98 or something along those lines.  By the time I got to the doctor's it was 132/98.  When the actual doctor took it, not only did he take it like four hundred times, but the number he said was something ridiculous like 138/100.

"That's a little high," he said.  Really?  Maybe that's why my ear feels like it's going to shoot off my head?  And everyone there looked at me crazily when I said the pain was in the back left of my head.

He ended up telling me that a headache from blood pressure wasn't normal (?).  After that, I'm not sure if he was advising me on my headache or BP problem.  He said to take Tylenol for the headache and I must just be under stress or it's from the cold I'm practically over by now.

Whatever.  I have to keep a blood pressure log and go back next Thurs.  If it's still high, then he'll try to figure out what's wrong with me.  How nice.