This is a total bitch entry. Please skip.
On that note, I am in so much pain.
Originally this gout thing was "Oh, this sucks, but it's more funny than anything"
Now it just fucking sucks. I am hurting. My foot is a nonstop pain now. Where before it was on and off. My left hand is hurting now. A dull, achy pain. It honestly, is discomforting to type this.
It's starting to effect me emotionally too. I can't say it's "taking away my reason to live" but in all honesty, it's stripped my enjoyment of all my favorite things. I can't eat almost any of my favorite foods. Not even fucking mushrooms! I can eat fruit, and enjoy that guilt-free, and that's it. I can't even enjoy alcohol anymore without constantly thinking "Shit..is this gonna make me feel terrible later?" I talked to Miles about it (You can't spell Smiles without Miles!) and like he pointed out, you savor those things so much more now. And he's right. Every wine I taste, ever touch of Hard A. I put to my lips I really do savor a lot more. But it's terrible. I've been literally stripped of all my favorite things. Even music, and seeing live music. I was going to go to Seattle today and see a show, but my foot hurt to bad. What did I do instead? Slept. I took a nap.
I know this is just the acute gout phase. It will pass, and I won't be in terrible amounts of pain. And like right now I shouldn't eat ANYTHING bad, and then I can in moderation..but still. It's really getting to me. I've always been so happy go lucky in that ignorant way, cause I never get sick. Nothing bugs me emotionally or physically (and when it does it's very rare) but it's like Superman getting AIDS. Knocks him down a few pegs!
The jist of it? I'm being a moany little bitch for something I did to myself. Hell. I joked that on my 21st I would get gout that night. But it was a joke. This isn't funny. It was for the first day. Not now. I really wish I could elequently (can't even spell that right) write about this so I would feel good about expression my distaste for this terrible thing, and not make it end up sounding like some bitchy angst post, but I don't have that ability. I'm a terrible writer, and my writing abilities are almost as bad as my speaking.
Life sucks, but I still love it. This is where I should go drink.
But I can't.
On that note, I am in so much pain.
Originally this gout thing was "Oh, this sucks, but it's more funny than anything"
Now it just fucking sucks. I am hurting. My foot is a nonstop pain now. Where before it was on and off. My left hand is hurting now. A dull, achy pain. It honestly, is discomforting to type this.
It's starting to effect me emotionally too. I can't say it's "taking away my reason to live" but in all honesty, it's stripped my enjoyment of all my favorite things. I can't eat almost any of my favorite foods. Not even fucking mushrooms! I can eat fruit, and enjoy that guilt-free, and that's it. I can't even enjoy alcohol anymore without constantly thinking "Shit..is this gonna make me feel terrible later?" I talked to Miles about it (You can't spell Smiles without Miles!) and like he pointed out, you savor those things so much more now. And he's right. Every wine I taste, ever touch of Hard A. I put to my lips I really do savor a lot more. But it's terrible. I've been literally stripped of all my favorite things. Even music, and seeing live music. I was going to go to Seattle today and see a show, but my foot hurt to bad. What did I do instead? Slept. I took a nap.
I know this is just the acute gout phase. It will pass, and I won't be in terrible amounts of pain. And like right now I shouldn't eat ANYTHING bad, and then I can in moderation..but still. It's really getting to me. I've always been so happy go lucky in that ignorant way, cause I never get sick. Nothing bugs me emotionally or physically (and when it does it's very rare) but it's like Superman getting AIDS. Knocks him down a few pegs!
The jist of it? I'm being a moany little bitch for something I did to myself. Hell. I joked that on my 21st I would get gout that night. But it was a joke. This isn't funny. It was for the first day. Not now. I really wish I could elequently (can't even spell that right) write about this so I would feel good about expression my distaste for this terrible thing, and not make it end up sounding like some bitchy angst post, but I don't have that ability. I'm a terrible writer, and my writing abilities are almost as bad as my speaking.
Life sucks, but I still love it. This is where I should go drink.
But I can't.
Cutting out alcohol looks crazy. Cutting out pop sounds like a good idea any time. I was reading on wikipedia that a high dairy in fact is good - I think I have my defense. I like my alfredo sauce. Yum.
Hope you get better soon.
got pain killers?
those are a no no too im sure. sorry