I'm sorry Cali
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
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I'm so sorry Calli. I'm glad you had her for an aunt.
Calli, I'm sorry she is gone. Peace to her memory.
Thanks, y'all.
I'm sorry, Nora.
All condolences, Calli.
Calli I'm so sorry about your aunt.
Nora -if you don't know about D-Mannose supplements you might want to try them. It's the sugar in the cranberries that attract the bacteria. It doesn't cure the UTI but it can help shorten the duration and the bacteria will go and cling to the sugar and get flushed out of your system.
Most health food stores have it.
For the discomfort it helps to stay away from acidic foods (citrus, cranberry), alcohol (which I realize doesn't work with your job), and spicy food.
The other thing I do for comfort is (white fonted) when I have a UTI (or IC flare up that causes pain) instead of toilet paper I use a Perineal Wash Bottle - like this [link] with plain warm water like a bidet. I find the warm water is soothing and it helps keep things cleaner. You can also try hot or cold packs that can help.
And, finally (I'm a so sorry to spam)
I got an email from my therapist - she got an statement from my insurance - they paid for all my visits in June. She hasn't gotten the statment for July but I bet they paid for those too.
I met the deductible! She's sending me a check to reimburse me what I paid her. I won't have to pay her for the rest of the year. I don't know if this will be all my doctors appointments but I'm not worrying about it.
Weirdly this has given me energy to go and mow my yard. Well the part that people can see from the street, the side yard can wait.
Calli, all my sympathies for your loss; your aunt sounded like a wonderful person.
That's great news about your insurance, askye! Less stress from worry can't hurt.
Ugh. I like my new job, but so much of it is herding cats that it can get a bit onerous. I spent my first 90 minutes today e-mailing for folks schedules before I could even send out meeting invites. And even that hasn't been done in every case, because people don't respond to the requests in a timely manner. Blah.
My aunt emailed me to ask me to friend my uncle on Facebook, because my mom told her about some photo that I'd posted there, and she wants to log on to my uncle's account to see it. I have no idea why she can't just get her own account. And I'm emailing her the photo, because I don't want to friend my uncle.