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CD15 - 5DPO

Just wanted to post a quick update. I've been fighting off a UTI since Friday night. I'm getting better, but slowly. The doctor put me on an antibiotic that would be OK if I was pregnant, but not very effective on UTIs. We're waiting on the culture results. So far, the nurse has said that I was tested positive for a UTI, but the culture results aren't in yet. I really don't think the antibiotic is working at all. What i think is working is the nasty drops of oregano oil that I put under my tongue twice a day, but I don't want to do this for too much longer. From what I rememember Googling once is that oregano oil is not good for progesterone levels in pregnancy. I know that I'm taking the extra progesterone, but I don't want to chance it for too long. I'll keep doing it for the next few days along with the copious amounts of water I've been drinking.

We took my grandfather out for dinner on Saturday evening. This is the grandfather that lost his wife, my step-grandmother a little over a week ago. He seems to be doing well. I wanted him to see Phoebe, as I thought it would cheer him up. Phoebe had a great time. She went on a quad (aka ATV) with her cousin Kyle. He was very safe with her and she held on tight, so I was OK. She loved every minute of it - the little daredevil. Have I mentioned, my daughter wants to go skydiving? At least that's what she told us the other day.

Comments

Shal said…
What about cranberry juice? I know that may or may not help, but I drink a lot of that, and haven't had a UTI yet... hopefully can help! Maybe water it down a little if you can't handle the tartness. I hope this helps!
Anonymous said…
Argh, UTIs are the worst. They say that some women are prone to them, lucky me. Just srumbled onto your blog from Tertia's. Enjoying it.
Lynda said…
Sorry about the UTI. Phoebe sounds like a real dare-devil - lots of fun!

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