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So I had a call in check-up with the kidney doctor today. I called at about 9 but he was in with a patient so I had to wait for him to call me back.

Fast forward to about 10 minutes ago. He called back and asked how I was doing with my potassium-citrate pills and I told him not so good. I told him how I was able to swallow them a few times but Sunday of last week I just could not. I even had a really hard time getting it up or down after it got stuck. Also told him that we called the next day to let them know and we still hadn't received a prescription. He looked at my chart and told me someone had dropped the ball because there wasn't even a note in my chart stating I had even called! He might have been angry but you can never tell with him because he's so even keeled. But this mishap resulted in me not having meds for a week and a half, which obviously isn't good.

So he's calling me in a new prescription right now. Potassium-citrate comes in three forms. The huge-ass pills, liquid and crystal packs. He's giving me the crystal packs. They sound neat. They're like Crystal Light. You mix the packet in to a drink twice a day and drink. Easy peasy. Hopefully. lol.

So that's cool. But my mom was looking at the side affects of Yaz to see if it could cause depression because of the sudden change in my mood. Well, it doesn't but my mom found something interesting in the info she was reading. You aren't supposed to mix Yaz with the specific blood pressure pills I'm on. Ain't that just great? So I'm all wtf? Also Yaz can make your potassium go up and now I'm taking potassium so we've got to tqlk to my doctors about that. Too much potassium can cause heart attacks so... Yeah.

Anyway, that's my update. Now I must shower as Lene is coming today because she can't come Friday for whatever reason.

Hope your days are going well♥

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So this post is looooong overdue. But it took me till today to be able to see my urologist. My kidney stones are basically a mixture of the two types of kidney stones people get. There are two types of calcium that make up the two different stones, you usually have one or the other. Well, my stone was a mixture of both kinds of calcium. My 24 hour urine analysis showed that I have very low citrate acid in my urine and my blood tests show the same the same thing, that I have low acid in my system. Doctor told me that I was born this way. Basically, I've had a birth defect for 25 years that no one caught.

Wondering how I treat it? Well, first of all, LOTS of fluid, which I've been doing ever since May. But I also have to get my acid levels up. If I wanted to do that organically, as in using food sources, I'd have to drink a GALLON of orange juice a day. I could probably do it, except for the fact that that would put a humongous amount of calories in my diet and also a ton of sugar. Like, to the point of making me diabetic probably, since I already have blood sugar issues that I've been able to control with just cutting down on sugary drinks. So instead of a gallon of OJ a day, I get to take pills. I have to take potassium-citrate twice a day. I'll start on one pill twice a day and then if it doesn't cause tummy issues, I'll move up to two pills twice a day. And also because it's potassium-citrate (you need the potassium to absorb the citrate correctly, like with calcium you need the vitamin D) I have to have blood work every so many months to make sure my potassium levels aren't too high. Yay, more needles! /sarcasm

But at least now I know why I get these stupid things and I can try to prevent them. As the doctor said, the treatment isn't 100%. There's no guarantee that I'll never have another kidney stone, but this makes it less likely that I'll have them. But the good thing is, I have a very mild case --aka my kidneys are mildly screwed up-- so I'm less likely to have more stones with the treatment than someone who has a severe case. The doc was like, I know it didn't seem mild to you, but it's definitely a mild case. It's like my Crohn's Disease. When I was diagnosed I basically thought I was dying my symptoms were so severe. Turns out I only have a moderate case of it. When I found that out, I had said to my mom, If my case is moderate, I can't imagine what people with a severe case go through.

So all in all, even though I have to take MORE meds (because we all know I don't take enough already) I'm pretty lucky. As far as what I eat, it doesn't matter because the stones aren't caused by anything I eat. They're caused by having screwed up kidneys. So that is definitely a good thing especially since I have so many restrictions from the Crohn's.

Next up for me today, Physical Therapy. The first one of my last four.... at least I'm hoping.

Hope everyone is having a good day today! =)

Love,
amanda: jaclyn's twin sister
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Sooooooo! The doctor called just a few minutes ago! So glad I didn't have to wait until Thursday!

Anyway. The doctor said that it is indeed a kidney stone. It has traveled two thirds of the way to my bladder. He wants me to try the medication for a couple of weeks. He hopes that since it's so close to the end, that the medication will open the tube up enough to pass the stone.But if it doesn't, he's booking me for surgery so they can go on up and take it out themselves. So now we have a definite plan of action and I'm happy..... finally. Now I'll be counting down the days until I see a kidney stone in that pee strainer. And if I don't, I'll be counting down the days until surgery. Needless to say, I'm pretty excited. Finally this will all be over. It may take a few weeks, but now I've gotta better pain control on my side so I don't mind waiting the next two - three weeks. I probably won't be suffering like I have been so it's all good.

Now you can all do your happy dances for me. I know I am! =D

Love,
amanda: jaclyn's twin sister
and her kidney stone (&) <---that's what it looks like. lol 
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So I got, like, 2 hours sleep last night. I've been up for almost 4 hours now. I was so completely overwhelmed last night. Too much death in the last two years. People were making shitty comments about Michael Jackson and it pissed me off. After all the amazing music he brought us and all the musicians he influenced, why ya gotta make jokes when he dies? Yeah, I'll probably laugh about them later in life and probably even tell the ones I remember. But it's not cool to say them before he's even buried, before the body is even cold. It's disrespectful. It's even kind of cruel. Especially the kind of jokes that were being made. And srsly, I love Tony to death and he's usually hilarious and I love his music old and new. But those jokes are uncalled for at this time. Give it a year or two. Let people grieve.

On to my own stupidty. I should really have it tattooed across my forehead that people should take whatever I say after ten PM with a grain of salt. My sleeping pills make me loopy and 99% of the time give me amnesia. I've eaten whole meals without knowing it. Srsly. And when I do remember things, I don't know if it was reality or a dream. It freaks me out.

So at like 2o'clock in the morning I cursed Tony out for making those jokes about MJ. Then I of course linked him to the post before this one, stating that this was the reason for being so harsh. He read it and wrote back that he didn't get how that had to do with anything. And he just didn't understand it at all. I felt like a complete idiot. But hey, it makes a ton of sense to me. Maybe we're just not on the same page. Idk.

Now I'm going, Shit I cursed out Tony! I basically gave him a twitter bitch slap....or at least that's how it feels. I'm also going, Shit! I gave TONY FUCKING LOVATO my eljay address! *facepalm* At least my very first attempt at MESTfic (which was the worst Mary sue crap) isn't posted here. Altho the sequel was entitled Fuck Bunnies and included Jer and some underaged dude. Okay so in the first story he was under— We're going to shut up about this now.

So I accomplished this all before six am. I'm pretty proud of my productivity level for the day o_O

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So yesterday I posted about how my blood pressure was absurdly high and I had to go see my doctor. Of course my doctor is out till Tuesday or Wednesday because she's doing continuing education right now. Anyway, so I saw this woman named Sarah and her nurse I did not like. But that's not the point.

My blood pressure was taken by the nurse and then it was taken by Sarah. It was 140/102, not good. Sarah listened to my lungs, my heart, the arteries in my neck. It was...nerveracking to say the least. I just wanted to get out of there. But apparently she doesn't think it has anything to do with my medications. She thinks it's just bad genetics. So she told me to take my blood pressure at home a few times a day for a month and take a low dose of blood pressure medication, the same kind my mom's taking. Then after that month I have to go in and see my PCP for a follow up to show her what my BP has been. Hopefully it'll be better. But who knows. *shrug*

I guess I just have a body that....hates me, or something. I wish I didn't have such bad family history. But that's something you can't really do anything about. I guess it's better than not knowing b/c if we didn't know, it could be harder for the dr's to figure out what's going on.

[please, mom, stop talking to me while I'm trying to type. i don't really care about the TV show.]

This whole thing still makes me nervous. I'm 24, this shouldn't be happening. But this is my luck, this is how things always work for me. I tend to always get the shit end of the stick. Like Crohn's Disease. Doctors aren't sure how you get it. They think it's most likely hereditary. I'm the only one that has inheritated it. I'm so cool. Enough complaining tho. I'm just completely scared and this whole thing is kind of like, What else could go wrong, kinda thing. I take so many freaking medications as it is. I didn't want to take anymore, but my prayers weren't answered.

Speaking of prayers..... You know how some people say that God only puts you through the struggles he knows you can handle or whatever? Apparently God doesn't know me very well. I'm really not as strong as he thinks. And seriously, couldn't he let up on my illnesses already? I don't like having to worry about something new every other month. Give me an effing break already! [/end rant]

Thanks for listening.
Thanks for caring.
I think that's about it for now except we're going out to dinner with Jeff, Doug and Mark tonight. At least that'll cheer me up. I hope everyone else is having a better time than I am.

*hugs to all*


[p.s.] i can't spell

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