3 posts tagged “thrush”

I know I haven't written in months. The reason is simple,  I have been in hospital. If you look back at previous entries, you'll read that I was complaining of pins and needles and pain in my thigh. Well, I should have pushed my (old) Dr. to do more.  In September, I had a very bad spasm in my calf muscle. The result of this was a COMPLETE inability to weight bare. Me and my man struggled on for about 2 weeks after it happened, but it soon became too much and on the 23rd of Sept, I admitted myself to hospital. What followed was 7 weeks of painful rehab. The therapists warned me that I probably would not be able to regain my mobility at the level I had been used to.They had discovered that my hip-joint was wearing down and as a result, my hip was moving and squashing a nerve. THIS dear readers, was why I was experiencing pins and needles. It seems that I will need a hip replacement eventually.

 You can imagine that all of this has been a huge shock. I no longer weight bare and require hoisting to bed and to the toilet (I use a bedpan and commode). My care has been increased to 4 times a day and I have to go to bed by 9.30pm every night. It's hard on my lover, even though he denies it. To say the experience has been hard is an understatement. First, I was put under pressure by therapists to return home with a standing hoist. I DID regain some ability to stand, but only with  hoist.  Even then my  progress was so sporadic, that I just did not feel it was a safe option.  So, I have a sitting hoist. The first one they gave us was crap and painful, so after only one night at home, I went into a care home while they fitted a hoist to my ceiling.

I can tell you my friends, I have NEVER cried so much in my life! That day so so confusing and  I was scared about what would happen to me. I was also angry, I had cried very little in therapy, instead just turning my anger and fear into energy. It seems that it eventually became too much and I just cried for England. Everyone in the home was kind and took me to their hearts as if I had always lived there. I also stayed in touch with friends I had made in hospital

 Viv is a lady with MS who became my best friend while in hospital. I can't make an entry without mentioning her. She's a lovely women who supported me and listened to my moans and gripes. Thanks for your support sweetheart.

Now, we are finally turning a corner, we have a routine and we know what we are doing. We survived! YES!!!

A few things to note: I have no more thrush! It turns out that I did have warts down below, they are now gone, Thanks to a freezing treatment and some creme (applied by bitchy district nurses, no less)

Hello all,

Sorry for the delay in posting anything! My original appointment was cancelled and my new one isn't until the 6th of June, Of course I'll update you.

TMI warning.......................................

My thrush has suddenly decided to improve. I gave in and put a bit of 1% cream on ONCE. That's right, one dose. It's taking the piss, frankly. The next day, it was barely itching at all. Now, you'll know, I was given creams, pills and EVERYTHING gave up for ages and decided to just grin and bare it. About a week ago, it was itching so bad,  that I put cream on like I have tons of times. This time, it seems to have worked. Don't ask me why, but I am just relieved. Some soreness is still there, but it's nothing compared to what it was like before.

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Before I go on, I should say that never intended for this blog to feature anything about my compulsive eating problem. However, I do need to lay out my feelings regarding it somewhere and this is a health blog, after all.

 The reasons I eat are many. First and foremost, I like the taste of foods. Nothing annoys me more, than the theories about emotional eating. I am not a woman who reaches for the ice-cream every time anyone upsets me, nor do I use food to cheer myself up. Rather, I feel better emotionally when I eat well.
 Dear reader, it would be fair at this point, to ask 'why don't you eat well, all the time?'  Well, yeah. Why don't I? The reasons stem from the fact that I am a social eater. I love eating out at family pubs with my friends or going to the cinema.  Here is an admittance too, I am HIGHLY suggestible in social situations. At least, in a food sense.  If people are eating around me it's almost as if, a switch flips mentally and it feels fine to eat too. Someone says take-away, I nod, then end up eating pizza or chicken till I am full and fighting the urge to regurgitate it all, as soon as possible. Vomiting has been replaced in my mental guilt triggers. I now choke very easily and sometimes will gag.

Lately, the binge eating has been getting out of control again.  No reason that I can fathom, except for the fact that we've been quite social, eaten out a few times.  One thing I am noting, the more I eat, the more it takes for me to feel full at home. My man and I are creatures of habit too, which can often make me want to eat certain foods on certain days.  The anticipation of  those foods, makes me hungry and unfulfilled if I don't get them. I can't stand myself when I relapse,  it has to stop now.

In a side note: I don't need motivational lessons and critique's from the skinny carers, who see me in the shower every day. Nether do I need them, reminding how well I was doing. It only makes me want to lock myself up and stick my fingers down my throat.  I'm trying I really am......

Normal chat will resume next post..

Right, let's see. My Fiance moved in December, since then I have only had 2 periods. One in December and One in February. There where five weeks between them, based on that 5 week gap, I estimated I was due for another period on March 17th, it never arrived. It's now 21st April. I am over a month late. Blah, I am always the same and it's tiresome.
 Add to that, the fact that I'm too sore for sex anyway. My Clitoral hood is always sore... it sort of feels like the hood has torn or will tear if it's rubbed or touched, I itch so bad it makes me cry (privately) I just finished my second course of Fluconazole and use generic 1% topical thrush cream whenever it flares up. I've tried everything I can think of, even  using my own towels and face clothes down below, anything so I don't cross contaminate.
 
Recently, I've been reading about foods that encourage Candida (the yeast germ that causes thrush)
According to http://www.pureliquidgold.com/candida-diet.htm :

 " Candida thrives on carbohydrates, preserved refined foods and mold. Also foods that contain yeast and gluten, a wheat bread protein.

Avoid dairy products except (Live cultured yogurt which helps to replenish your intestinal bacteria). Smoked, dried, pickled or cured foods, mushrooms, nut butter (Except almonds and almond butter), fruit juices, dried or candied fruit and coffee, black tea, caffeine, carbonated drinks and alcohol should be eliminated."

So, like a good girl, I gave up fruit juice and bread (except for a treat) I eat yogurt every day and limit my sweet consumption to movie night, I have about 4 glasses of carbonated pop a week and the coffee and tea I drink is all decaff. Camomile is my drink of choice most days. Blah, I am trying really hard. Seriously, I am considing going Gluten-free too, since my weight is up and down more often than a whore's panties.
My Fiance spoils me and occasionally buys me sweets. He hates to see my guilt when I eat them. Now's my time to enjoy being spoiled, so I have just a few rules - Drink Plenty, eat good quantities of fruit and veg and remember to eat my cereals every day.

Dear readers, I have such an obsessive compulsive approach to food, monitoring every single mouthful is important, as I have a mournful tendancy to binge eat. This is due to my having Bulimia for about a year when I first left home. It was largely ignored when I told those close to me about three years later. Mainly because, I got hugely fat and not bone skinny.

Bulimia is a very misunderstood disorder indeed. It doesn't always manifest in huge weightloss. It is a binge and purge disorder. I would eat tons and then vomit. Strangly, normal meals where ok for me. It was at night that I'd pack away 3 chocolate bars and 3 bags of crisps and then puke. I puked because I felt guity for being unhealthy, not because I worried I would get fat! Perhaps, there was a loneliness factor in there too,
 Anyway, on the subject of  such things, I can't tell you how proud I am of ex politician John Prescott. He is a big chap, who has recently talked of being Bulimic, and I'm telling ya kids, he's a big guy. Not skinny at all. Read about it here I'm going to forward this to certain folks in my life, who dismissed my suffering, because "I'm Fat". One in the eye, I feel!

In other news : My appointment with GYN is on 17th May. It seems, that my doctor forgot to tell the consultant about my persist thrush! I only told him 2000000 million times.  Why oh why wasn't it included in the details of my referral FFS!? Now I have to call and inform them myself! GRRRRR... I'll keep you updated.