As I mentioned, I was fortunate to have my pharmacist work with me to give me an emergency supply of the antibiotics my doctor gave me back in November for the UTI then... and while they didn't have the immediate POW of relief this time, I also wasn't as far along or in as much pain/discomfort so probably not as strong of an infection or an infection that got caught earlier or I dunno... insert smart medical stuff here.
One thing that I noticed this time that I did not notice the first time was the antibiotics messing with my mood and my brain.
No, seriously, I swear!
Usually antibiotics are known for messing with your digestive system and so I'm always aware of and trying to mitigate that and knock on wood things have been fine... but this last week of being on them, I've been an absolute emotional disaster. Like, I know, there's a LOT going on in the world and I have anxiety struggles and depression difficulties but this was like... Woah. (Seriously.)
I was INCREDIBLY snappy and short (sorry Jason, he got almost all of that directed at him!) and hyper emotional. The last few times before this that I've gone in to see my counsellor I've been ok, and we've been able to notice that and dig into things but this time I was a sobbing upset creature who babbled about anything and everything while noticing that I was "way off".... so yeah.
Plus there was additional "brain fog". Like, I'm used to being a little spacey from time to time (why DID I walk into the kitchen?) but this was pretty brutal... as in I couldn't find my water bottle at work. It wasn't on the coaster. I looked around my entire work space and it was nowhere. Someone had just come to ask me something and I started to really question if they'd have had the opportunity to steal it and how would I approach that when I didn't actually see them take it but it was gone. GONE! I had no idea how... and then I sat down for a minute and it was right in front of me. LITERALLY RIGHT THERE. I had been drinking from it while sitting when the person came in and so put it down to talk to them and then a moment later looked for it on the coaster and it was STOLEN. Y'all? It has been like that with so many things this week. Just a brain not... not quite there.
So at first I was feeling sick and miserable and then I started to feel physically better bit by bit but then my brain stopped and I got very sad and angry and hyper-emotional. So, er... not a lot of writing happened. I mean, what are words really anyway!
Saturday was my last day on the antibiotics. I'm not sure I'm 100% clear of the issue, so I should be making an appointment to see my doctor, I really should.... (K I just made myself a calendar note to do so), but I'm hoping that my brain snaps back and my moods and feelings and emotions level out.
Turns out that sometimes, for some, antibiotics can trigger brain changes and that the changes they make in the gut may affect mood, so... I think I'm really hoping I feel better in all ways starting this week as it clears out of my system.
So here's hoping for a great feeling week, despite the time change (and life in general these days)!
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