 Sick,
but Loving
Mastitis. It's rather unusual for a non-breastfeeder
to get mastitis. But I discovered today that is why I have felt like
shit last night and today. The pain in my left breast I thought was
a side effect of my new birth control pills was actually the beginning
of an infection. Today as I showered I found red streaks all around.
This was alarming; I'd heard the major indicator of blood poisoning was
red streaking on the skin. So I hoofed it on over to the hospital and got
checked. They put me on antibiotics and said quit the Pill.
Damn. At least the fever broke. The nausea and disorientation
are still with me.
It's been a year now since I got my nipples pierced,
and they still get crusty, now this. I really want them to heal soon,
but have no clue how to make it so. Maybe the antibiotics will help
with that. It took a lot of years to make the decision to get them,
so I am not giving them up without a fight.
Tonight my husband's dog is quarrantined in his
bedroom; while the hubby is gone to Germany, his bedroom is unused.
Anyway, a neighbor's dog killed a rabid fox, so now authorities say that
owners of all the pets in the area need to be sure rabies shots are up
to date. Misha's were not. So I called the vet and they said
to quarrantine him for 10 days, and see if any symptoms develop.
Brooklynguy wrote a really beautiful entry today,
it moved me down to my soul. I wish I could make him undestand that
you don't just stop loving somebody because you should, or because you
want to. It takes an awful lot to make love die, at least for me.
I know it hurts him that I love other people, and I really don't know what
to do about that. My deepest love and sexual fidelity will just have
to be enough.
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