My Recovery - Week Four

Yeah.  It's 3 in the morning.  And my RLS is kicking my ARSE.  Instead of, say, cleaning my house, or, say, working on my church lesson for tomorrow, or, say, finishing up my Christmas cards, I'm poking around on the computer. 

So.  I had a major hiccup in my recovery on Tuesday.  I woke up with such intense pain in my abdomen on one side that I was convinced I had somehow torn one of my inside stitches.  It hurt so badly that I was on my back the entire day.  I cried off and on for about five hours.  It was just horrible. 

I was trying to figure out what caused it.  I was a little bit more active than usual the day before.  I made dinner and rinsed the dishes.  Heaven forbid.  Apparently that was too much. 

Wednesday was a teeny bit better, and the last three days, I've done well, pain-wise.

I was so distraught on Tuesday that I made an appointment with my gynie for Thursday.  I wanted to bring up three things with him:  1.  My insomnia/restless legs, 2.  My pain in my abdomen, and 3.  My weepiness.  However, Tuesday night and Wednesday night, I slept really well.  I started taking this herb called Alpha Lipoic Acid, which is supposed to help with RLS.  And I didn't have it at all.  So I didn't bring that up with him.  Also, the pain in my abdomen was gone, so I didn't bring that up with him, either.  I did, however, bring up the moodiness. 

He feels like my lowered mood is related to my present circumstances.  He asked me if I wanted to add an additional, small anti-depressant to my regular regimen, just temporarily.  I readily agreed.  I'm not okay with crying five hours per day.

I heard his nurse call it in, but when Ben went to the pharmacy for me yesterday, they had no idea what we were talking about.  Sighhhhhh.  So I gotta take care of that.

My abdomen is doing lots better - still sore, but not searing pain.  But my RLS is through the ROOF the last three nights.  It's enough to drive a person to drink, I tell ya.  I need to try this stuff called Ionic Fizz that my friend recommended to me.  I'll have to pick it up on Monday.  If I can last until then without going stark raving mad.

I've lived with RLS for years, because I didn't want to add "one more pill" to my life. But I've come to the conclusion that I'm no use to anyone as a zombie every day.  And I am so, so miserable with it.  It's time to call in the big guns.  If the Ionic Fizz doesn't work, I'm going to have to add that "one more pill" and just accept the fact that, if I want to be a functioning human being, I need to take medication for this.