I can report firsthand that the bathroom at the Porter Sq. CVS is not a lovely place to spend time. How do I know this? Because I came down with a UTI in the middle of my book group last night. We went from discussing literature to discussing some of the less delicate physical situations we'd all been through, as I desperately dialed my doctor's emergency line and begged for antibiotics immediately if not sooner. Thank god for peridium. Without it, I would have been curled up by the pharmacy window in a shrieking, whining, sobbing ball of pain and discomfort. With it, I found myself leaning over the front counter and politely (but with a not so subtle air of desperation) asking an older staff person named Shirley if I could possibly use the bathroom while I waited for my prescription to be filled. Being the kindly soul that she was, she agreed and took me into the bowels of the CVS basement, where I gratefully availed myself of the facilities.
With peridium, I can pee in technicolor. There's a silver lining to every situation. Being a woman is so much fun sometimes.
I have friends going through a lot worse right now so I will refrain from bitching too much, but UTIs are quite possibly the worst hell on earth. Coupled with a cold and a stomach ache from said antibiotics, they are just misery incarnate. I used to be so good at preventing them, with my army of cranberry pills and my bottles of water. Alas. My mind was elsewhere.
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Ohhh that stinks. I get the other kinds of feminine infections from too many antibiotics and such. Try taking some acidopholous vitamin supplements when you are on antibiotics from now on. They work wonders (thank goodness for doctors who believe in preventative meds).
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