Well, it's not. It's now Friday evening, and I'm feeling way sick. Called my urologist yesterday, and went in to the local lab to leave a "donation". It could be a UTI, the Doc said, and he could give me some meds, but he wanted to see what it was before he just shot-gunned the thing.

So that was way back then. It's now the 29th...
Apparently that 'donation' came back clean- and the urologist was more freaked out that I had put in a foley by myself than anything else. I put it in in the first place because I was having trouble cathing myself. Couldn't pee, and leaking. I'm still having the problem, and he seemed unconcerned about it, writing it off as a "neurogenic bladder". Well, things like that don't happen overnight, I don't think.
So anyway, he gave me ..... I forget which antibiotic, which I ate, and it didn't help at all, and by monday I was hot for a UTI for sure. bad smell, increased spasms, kidney pain (which I shouldn't be able to feel, btw)... So I called him. No reply untill friday, when he called to say he'd checked out the ultrasound I dropped off (done in may, at Craig) and had also called in some macrobid for me to get at the pharmacy.
Friday was also the day I went in to have another ultrasound (to check out my kidneys, it's routine) so I drank a bunch of water. Also went to see the new general care doc in Oroville, which went pretty well. Anyway, I had been drinking more than my usual intake of water throught the day figuring "I've got a foley in, so who cares?" Well, I noticed that while I was drinking alot, I wasn't peeing much. Eventually, by about 4, I started to get a little concerned, and by about 5 found myself sweating and feeling a little strange. "Disreflexia" I thought, and wondered if the catheter had become clogged, and my bladder was really full.
So. I pulled the foley, and tried to cath. No Joy. Couldn't do it, not even to save my life. So I gathered my leaking self and went down to the Enlo ER. Lame problem, I figured, but I needed help. Finally got in, (friday night in a college town, with the added bonus of a couple high-school football games? Oh yeah...) and the nurse had no problem getting another foley in. Figures. I was quite full though, and immediately on being drained, I began to feel better. They even cultured some, and I definately have an infection. So, they gave me one microbid, some vicoden, (which, after percocet, is as effective on pain as a jelly-bean) and sent me home., with instructions to get the rest of the antibiotic and eat it. Had I not felt better last night, I was to go back. Well, I did, so I stayed home.
I've found that with the new foley, I still leak at times, and don't know what the hell is going on. I've got another appointment with the urologist on friday, and I'm going to question the guy. I'd really rather not spend much more time with a collection bag strapped to my leg, but if I cannot manage to cath myself anymore, what choice do I have?
As if all that isn't enough, the only way I can really tell I'm wet is when I happen to move or something and put my hand in a wet spot. Doesn't that sound fun?

So anyway, as if taking 3 core classes at once insn't enough, I'm in a fight with myself whenever I try to do something. Spasms are definately getting worse- The new Doc put me on a different spasm medicine, doesn't do anything. Maybe it's the UTI, I don't know. Right now it's 82 in the house, and I've got a sweatshirt on because I'm freezing to death.

So.... school. Yeap...
I think I'm doing allright in math- but as for genetics and java? I'm friggin' clueless. I'm finding that I have to read the chapters 3 or 4 times before the concepts begin to sink in, and even then at times they sink in the wrong spots. So I've been trying to do alot of reading, and reading it again, and again....
Bedtime? Grab a text-book... Sigh.