And the saga goes on....
I finished my antibiotic on Thursday and followed up with my family doctor, per my oncologist, on the same day. My urine culture came back negative. All was fine and dandy until Saturday night. I went to Clark's Creek Nature Preserve to walk and came back feeling fatigued more than usual. As the evening wore on, I felt more uncomfortable. Didn't sleep well, as I couldn't find a comfortable sleeping position. I was awake by 6 because I had such back pain on the right side. It stayed rather intense though the day on Sunday. Other symptoms showed up, too; classic UTI symptoms that I'd already had. The only one that stayed away was the fever. I called Urgent Care and spoke to the triage nurse who advised me that they were closing and I should go to the ER- AGAIN. I spent 4 hours in the lobby waiting to be seen (although they did take blood and a urine sample while I was waiting). By the time I got into a room, my temp had gone up to fever range, and they moved pretty quickly. The PA said that it looked like the infection had indeed returned, and I was given a Rocephin infusion and an RX for the same antibiotic as last time. I left at 10pm. My back pain is gone and I have my antibiotic that I am storing in a different place, having discovered that where it was sitting was too close to heat. LESSON LEARNED.
I am exploring questions of faith right now. I grew up in a tradition that ordained women as pastors, so I never really questioned that. I am looking at the questions that are rocking evangelicalism as a whole (my faith tradition and my current church both fall under that theological definition). I am assessing scripture, history, (yes) tradition, and praying a lot. Wherever I, or anyone else, falls on these questions, it is heartbreaking to see The Church in so much turmoil and behaving more like Pharisees than Christ followers, especially those in positions of power in large and influential denominations. I desperately want to see a call to repentance and hearts changed and softened to reflect more closely our Savior, Jesus. May my eyes be opened, may my ears hear, may my heart be molded to do His Will.
I finished my antibiotic on Thursday and followed up with my family doctor, per my oncologist, on the same day. My urine culture came back negative. All was fine and dandy until Saturday night. I went to Clark's Creek Nature Preserve to walk and came back feeling fatigued more than usual. As the evening wore on, I felt more uncomfortable. Didn't sleep well, as I couldn't find a comfortable sleeping position. I was awake by 6 because I had such back pain on the right side. It stayed rather intense though the day on Sunday. Other symptoms showed up, too; classic UTI symptoms that I'd already had. The only one that stayed away was the fever. I called Urgent Care and spoke to the triage nurse who advised me that they were closing and I should go to the ER- AGAIN. I spent 4 hours in the lobby waiting to be seen (although they did take blood and a urine sample while I was waiting). By the time I got into a room, my temp had gone up to fever range, and they moved pretty quickly. The PA said that it looked like the infection had indeed returned, and I was given a Rocephin infusion and an RX for the same antibiotic as last time. I left at 10pm. My back pain is gone and I have my antibiotic that I am storing in a different place, having discovered that where it was sitting was too close to heat. LESSON LEARNED.
I am exploring questions of faith right now. I grew up in a tradition that ordained women as pastors, so I never really questioned that. I am looking at the questions that are rocking evangelicalism as a whole (my faith tradition and my current church both fall under that theological definition). I am assessing scripture, history, (yes) tradition, and praying a lot. Wherever I, or anyone else, falls on these questions, it is heartbreaking to see The Church in so much turmoil and behaving more like Pharisees than Christ followers, especially those in positions of power in large and influential denominations. I desperately want to see a call to repentance and hearts changed and softened to reflect more closely our Savior, Jesus. May my eyes be opened, may my ears hear, may my heart be molded to do His Will.