Friday, August 20, 2010

Ever wonder what's wrong with you that you don't even know about, yet?

I'm sure people with unexplained infertility wonder about this all the time. Most of the time when I start to think about other problems yet to be discovered I start saying "LALALALA" to myself and try to forget that I'm a worrier.

We ran out of flaxseed the other day. I though I could make it to the weekend, but I couldn't. I had a terrible sore throat all day because of it. What does that mean if I get a sore throat if I don't down flaxseed every day? Will I ever be able to go without it again?

And Michael is doing better but still a bit of a mess. I never saw another eye booger from his eye infection after Tuesday night, so I think maybe we were lucky we got to it fast. I'm crossing my fingers that the ears are getting better. I haven't seen him bat at them in a day or so and he seemed much more lively tonight. He also cut his second tooth sometime today or yesterday night. I have a co-worker whose nephew got an ear infection for every tooth. I hope that Michael isn't going to do that, but it does seem a strange coincidence that we haven't had any relief from these ear infections until that other tooth popped. I know, that probably makes no medical sense, but I'm about done with medical sense these days. Michael's worst problem appears to be his awful looking butt. It doesn't appear to be a yeast issue anymore... it's just RAW. I feel terrible. I think we made it worse because we took the aloe juice out of his wipes solution because I was worried the yeast would feed on it. Now I cringe when I see his tush. And I don't think daycare was following my instructions and applying his cream like I asked... grrr.

But back to the stuff that I don't know is wrong with me. I have a sore throat because I've been lacking on the flaxseed for a couple of day (I believe anyhow). And tonight I noticed that Michael doesn't want to swallow/suck. I think his throat hurts too. I can't help but think if my throat is hurting due to the lack of flaxseed, then his probably is too. What the hell does this mean? Should be concerned? So I sent my husband out for more flaxseed tonight. I'm already feeling much better only a couple of hours later. I'm hoping that when it hits my breastmilk tomorrow morning, Michael will too. Right now I'm pumping to keep my supply stimulated.

In other things about my health that scare me, I've finally setup a dermatologist appointment. I've only been putting that off for 4 years. Did I mention that my grandfather died of metastatic melanoma? And one of these days I'm going back to the dentist... that's only year over due. You don't want to know the last time I got my eyes checked.

1 comment:

Celia said...

I am terrified of the dentist. I don't mean it makes me nervous, I mean I don't even like to talk to my neighbor that is a dental assistant. I have not been to the dentist in years. Which I know just makes it worse. I am wrestling right now with knowing I have to go.

Lallalalla

All four of my grandparents died of cancer, so yeah I wonder what kind I'll get.

Isn't it weird/crazy how symbiotic the experience of breast feeding is?