MikeTurin
Well-Known Member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 2
No, it's not a Frank Zappa's song.
Last Thursday when I was going to pee, it was hurting a bit, and I felt a bit dizzy, co-workers said that I was looking very tired. Back to home before eating I measured by temperature, and was 40 C. I panicked a bit and took some paracetamol. Finished my salad, measured, still 38 C, so I decide to go to out-of-hours service doctor, hoping for an antibiotic recipe. The doctor said that all was ok and to get more paracetamol, and if fever was still present the next day to go to my GP.
Friday I got no fever, but still in the same Joe's garage song. I wasn't clearly in love so no Cure, but still taking paracetamol.
Saturday I planned to go to my parents for the weekend, and I was greeted by a dead car battery. The nearby car spare parts was closed on Saturday afternoon, so after a quick help of my brother and his Mercedes-Benz I jumpstarted my car and managed to reach another car spare parts, that being a French multinational is always open.
Got finally a new battery, and made some errands.
I tried to sleep but the pain started to be strong even when not peeing, so I didn't sleep a lot.
Sunday morning the pain was stronger, so I definitively woke up, still no fever.
Got breakfast and got a shower, was painful but bearable.
I had to pee again, and was more painful than ever, but worse of all the urine was red with small clots inside. Being Sunday I had to go again to out-of-hours service doctor, but being at my parents' home the nearest one was different. Unfortunately turned out that I had to pay 25€ for the visit because I was under a different local health centre.
I was pissed of and then decided to return in my attic in Turin and try again the out-of-hours service doctor.
There was a different doctor, that finally decided to visit me and gave me the recipe for the antibiotics. Luckily there was a pharmacy opened on Sunday at five bus stop distance, so I got my pills.
Back at home sent an e-mail to my GP explaining all the story.
The next Monday I went to work, and received back an e-mail from my GP, that was basically saying "get in my office NOW", so I left work and at last got a decent visit, a list of other exams to do. She said that was a fool to go to work and that I should have asked for a sick day. An to be aware that the pills I was taking were at an high dose so a lot of side effects were expected, that I can't drink alcohol and avoid to strain muscles, and be aware that that antibiotic is sleep inducing, and also could cause blurriness of vision, so I shouldn't drive...
Thin morning I returned to the out-of-hours service doctor place, that during working hours turns back to a regular outpatient clinic, to make urine exams.
Anyway today seems that all is going better. Still some pain when I pee...
Last Thursday when I was going to pee, it was hurting a bit, and I felt a bit dizzy, co-workers said that I was looking very tired. Back to home before eating I measured by temperature, and was 40 C. I panicked a bit and took some paracetamol. Finished my salad, measured, still 38 C, so I decide to go to out-of-hours service doctor, hoping for an antibiotic recipe. The doctor said that all was ok and to get more paracetamol, and if fever was still present the next day to go to my GP.
Friday I got no fever, but still in the same Joe's garage song. I wasn't clearly in love so no Cure, but still taking paracetamol.
Saturday I planned to go to my parents for the weekend, and I was greeted by a dead car battery. The nearby car spare parts was closed on Saturday afternoon, so after a quick help of my brother and his Mercedes-Benz I jumpstarted my car and managed to reach another car spare parts, that being a French multinational is always open.
Got finally a new battery, and made some errands.
I tried to sleep but the pain started to be strong even when not peeing, so I didn't sleep a lot.
Sunday morning the pain was stronger, so I definitively woke up, still no fever.
Got breakfast and got a shower, was painful but bearable.
I had to pee again, and was more painful than ever, but worse of all the urine was red with small clots inside. Being Sunday I had to go again to out-of-hours service doctor, but being at my parents' home the nearest one was different. Unfortunately turned out that I had to pay 25€ for the visit because I was under a different local health centre.
I was pissed of and then decided to return in my attic in Turin and try again the out-of-hours service doctor.
There was a different doctor, that finally decided to visit me and gave me the recipe for the antibiotics. Luckily there was a pharmacy opened on Sunday at five bus stop distance, so I got my pills.
Back at home sent an e-mail to my GP explaining all the story.
The next Monday I went to work, and received back an e-mail from my GP, that was basically saying "get in my office NOW", so I left work and at last got a decent visit, a list of other exams to do. She said that was a fool to go to work and that I should have asked for a sick day. An to be aware that the pills I was taking were at an high dose so a lot of side effects were expected, that I can't drink alcohol and avoid to strain muscles, and be aware that that antibiotic is sleep inducing, and also could cause blurriness of vision, so I shouldn't drive...
Thin morning I returned to the out-of-hours service doctor place, that during working hours turns back to a regular outpatient clinic, to make urine exams.
Anyway today seems that all is going better. Still some pain when I pee...
