I don't know if antibiotic philosophy changed or what, but the past few times I've had UTIs, the doc has given me only 3 days of Bactrim. Three days of Bactrim isn't long enough to give me scary flares, but I still flare, and the flares get worse with each pill.
In the past, I've meant to ask the doctor for an antibiotic other than Bactrim, but doctors are so whirly and fast that I'd always forget to ask for a different antibiotic until I was on the way to the pharmacy, at which point I'd decide to fill the script because Bactrim won't hurt me this time around. But with this latest UTI, I stopped the doctor from whirling out the door without giving me a chance to think and told her about the flares. She wrote me a three-day script for Cipro.
Turns out Cipro makes me flare in basically the same way Bactrim does. But I made it through -- and with 4 UTIs in the 15 months I've been with Catfish......!.........I'm sure to have another opportunity to see if some other antibiotic makes me flare.
The reason I'm writing this post, though, is that among my many vulvodynia theories, sometimes I think interstitial cystitis and vulvodynia are one issue manifesting in different ways depending on the individual. And maybe I just think this because my pain seems to have elements of both. For instance, I've got the diet issue like IC, but I generally don't have its hallmark urgency.
But since finishing the Cipro, my coochie is on edge. As soon as I eat something it doesn't like -- like chocolate or sugar (of course) -- it starts to flare. On top of that, I have urgency, especially after eating those bad foods. In other words, all of a sudden, my pain has expanded to include some IC symptoms, and it all seems tied to the latest UTI and the Cipro.
In my many hours of crotch readings, I've seen antibiotics cited as a possible cause of IC and vulvodynia, and I've also seen many report that antibiotics make their symptoms worse. But as you all know, no one has a definitive answer about anything involving IC and vulvodynia. Maybe the antibiotics simply kill off too much of our good bacteria? Maybe they do something to our nerves? Maybe they contain small malicious bees? In other words, the title of this post might as well be rhetorical.
The urgency and the more volatile pain I've been having since taking the Cipro are encouraging me to eat more carefully again. Of course, I am hovering just below what the BMI chart says is my lowest healthy weight, and trying to gain weight while also trying to eat healthy implies lots of cooking, which is my lowest priority in the world, and money, which I'm measuring out like a snail.
A serving of celery is like 9 calories. Literally. Okay, 14. It's so good for you, and it makes you poop good, but I will never gain weight eating it instead of milkshakes. Evil, evil milkshakes.
I feel like I would benefit from going back to basics and doing a little elimination diet, starting off eating only the foods I know are safe-safe-safe for me and working up from there. But, again, cooking. I'd rather eat (gluten-free) toast for the rest of my life.
But I probably will figure something out and do it. My cooch feels pretty awful -- though honestly, I am a master pain wrangler lately. I'm cool with the pain and secretly, latently furious with the situation. I might take up boxing. Or axe throwing.
At the same time, I'm trying to keep patient. I don't have insurance, but even if I don't find a job that provides it for me, in five or so months I will be able to get insurance through Ohio's high-risk pool, which offers insurance to people like me, the insurance-company rejects (me due to bipolar disorder; they probably don't know about vulvodynia to disqualify us for it!). After I do, I'll head to that specialist I keep fantasizing about seeing. Last night I dreamt my mom and I went to some top-secret spage-age place for our hips and they found a small problem in mine that was probably the cause of my pain and I started crying I was so happy. It took me a few breaths to realize it wasn't real when I woke up. Axe throwing.
Off to pee again... I've gotten really good at wrangling urges too, especially after that last UTI. I am a pain-wrangling deity.