May 11 2008
Bad Luck/No Luck
My IC has been relatively quiet lately. I know why it is, it seems like it doesn’t come around unless all other health crises have been put to sleep. In the past year I’ve had my gall bladder out, a breast cancer scare, a nail gun nail to the head, and a week’s worth of hospital stay for a kidney stone and SEVERE infection. So the IC has been nice and quiet. However due to the other things the pain has still been there, but instead of the nice dull aching pain I’ve grown used to it was replaced by burning stabbing pains.
Now is seems that once again things are starting to rest again, because I’ve noticed that the IC flares from time to time again. Usually after I have ate something that I should not have ate (off the Bad Foods List) or I’ve just really over exerted myself without getting ample amounts of fluids into me.
I rant, I rave, I try to forget that I’m living with a condition that affects every trace of my being, but then sometimes when I’m not looking there it is—-finding me.