highs and pows
before we proceed with the rest of this entry, an interjection after the fact, aka an afterthought presented as a prelude:
I liked yesterday's entry better (but then, I always like it when I brain kind of goes on autopilot and plays with words) and the rhyme comment you guys inspired in the entry before that will find it's way into btc eventually... I'd go there if I were you cuz this entry is touched by the grumps for a bit, though it all turns out well in the end cuz I'm just that kind of fellow (and believe in how I feel as much, if not more than science or anything anyone else might tell me)... but you probably know that by now... best believe it :)
and now, on with today's entry...
the pow was calling the doctor to get the lab results sent to the Urologist and ask if the doctor wanted to see me since that was her original plan (but nobody called) and the nurse gets on the phone and says the doctor wants me to do a 24 hour urine test because she suspects reduced kidney function... and nobody called to tell me this?...
yeah, so anyway, it would have been good if I could have known and gotten the 24 hour urine done before the Urologist appointment on Monday, but my doctor seems to be dropping the ball a lot, starting with ignoring my call when I first got the UTI and possible bladder/kidney infection back on March 19th (apparently not getting the message from her receptionist)... up to me having to demand a urine test when I went to the GI specialist on April 5th and having to call and have those results sent to my doctor (and then nobody called to tell me anything - except the GI receptionist to tell me the GI guy wanted me to set up a Urology appointment... she's been my doc for about six years and I had liked her doctoring until the last two months...
so anyway, I may make an appointment with a Nefrologist now since when I called to get the lab results to the Urologist I heard a rumour that my kidneys might need a specialist... or so it seems... isn;t modern medicine and the fast-food processing machine it's become wonderful...
I stand my ground on the fact that I went to the gym tonight and did 107 minutes on the Lifecycle (drank 100 ounces of water for the kidneys) at Level 3 at more than 7mph and felt great, was cruising at 8mph the last half hour, and if the Deputy didn't show up I would have continued another hour... so I am guessing that the lab results are masked and skewed by my exercise and diet program that's been going on for two months that none of the doctors showed any interest in hearing about...
but I'll proceed with all the modern medicine tests anyway...
ridiculously, I gave in and at Burger King today... looking at the content of the foods I am amazed... and people eat that and worse all the time?...
meanwhile, I am happy bouncy and full of energy even after walking around half the day and almost two hours vigorous continuous workout at the gym... probably building another kidney stone (I did pass a bit of sediment today, but that's probably cuz I ate more protein and spices than the kidneys could process last night and fell asleep before I drank enough water and I have a bit of a cold bug trying to move in, though it's retreating compared to yesterday), but as long as there's no interference with the gym work, I am not taking anything the doctors say all that seriously cuz they don't have all the facts (I mean, they haven't actually talked to the patient)...
so after a bit of grumbling about doctors who do not actually treat patients and mixed messages from the lab, no worries and continue the fun :)
Labels: alas, body, duh, energy, focus, food, grumbs, gym, health, hope, kidneys, labs, mtmm, quasi-science, real, sick, sniffles
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Funny sitting at Starbucks yesterday, someone was telling me about their visit to Sea World in Florida ... and talking about the very same whale
even though we are a thousand miles away, and it was but a faint memory of a long ago holiday - she retold the story as if he were there that same day!
That very same day!
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