|I caught three fish! Wearing my red Love shirt (this was Valentine's Day) that I got from Ross for $6, Svoboda jeans that are far too large for me now, my beat up pink flip flops and a pink and red heart scarf in my hair, from the Dollar Tree!|
|I did throw the fish back.|
|Look how cute! A baby manatee, his mama is nearby.|
|I made this my Facebook profile picture. I needed something funny! However, those roots are not funny at all. No sir.|
|Only 2 kids were able to come with me. Missy was at work, and poor Bucket had a terrible cough and congestion.|
Unfortunately, this weekend is different. On Wednesday, I started feeling like of icky, but not a cold. It hurt when I used the restroom (ahem) and by Thursday morning, I actually left work to go to the urgent care center. It turns out I had a thrombosed external hemorrhoid and an anal fissure (google those images if you need to vomit). I missed work on Friday to basically spend the day in my bathroom, sobbing and wishing for death. It's Saturday morning now, and I still hurt, although I did get medicine. The medicine, it's delightful. It's a foam that comes with an applicator that could be used as a torture device. And it burns. Internally. But the pressure is going away, and I'm not screaming in agony anymore. But right now, I'm sitting on a heat pad on my bed, cradling a snoring Chihuahua. Not exactly a fun day. The rectal pain is mostly gone, but I have this weird sensation of pressure in my lady parts, which reminds me a lot of how I felt after I gave birth to the kids. It's a strange sensation for sure, and I find it difficult to sit comfortably, bend, and transition. I'm not very comfortable.
I was finally able to see a GYN after not having insurance for a while, and I was diagnosed with bladder prolapse, which didn't surprise me at all. So I am wondering if this pressure is from the bladder. I might need to make another appointment to find out.
So anyway, I hope my readers are having a better day than me, although I guess having a warm butt and a snuggly Chihuahua isn't too terrible. Count your blessings!