Good Thing Kix Cereal Has No Preservatives...

The appointment went well on Thursday. The doctor did not give a definite diagnosis yet but he did say that he thinks it is probably interstitial cystitis (IC). I hate putting bladder stuff on my blog so sorry to gross you out. You can just check out that link if you are interested, or not, depending on how much information you actually wanted to know...

They did an MRI on Thursday too. They are also going to do a cystoscopy on May 30th. So I am very glad he is trying something. I am definitely up for trying something rather than doing nothing.

The thing about IC (if that is what I have) is that changing your diet can really help your symptoms. I'm not going to list everything they suggest avoiding, but it's definitely going to be different. My parents and I figured we might as well try it to see if it helps. My mom has been great. Seriously. I find recipes that are "IC-Friendly" on the internet, print them out, and then she heads to the grocery store and hunts for all the crazy preservative-free foods that she can use to make me really delicious stuff (that was a long sentence...Too lazy to try and tackle restructuring that, but hopefully you get the point).

That's about all I have for now. Everyone has seriously been great. Thank you, friends and family, for your prayers and for helping to keep my spirits up! :)

"Don't be afraid, I've redeemed you.
I've called your name. You're mine.
When you're in over your head, I'll be there with you.
When you're in rough waters, you will not go down.
When you're between a rock and a hard place,
it won't be a dead end--
Because I am GOD, your personal God,
The Holy of Israel, your Savior."
-Isaiah 43:1ish-3ish (The Message)

Doctors and Corn Dogs

Well tomorrow is the big day. I'm going to see the specialist in Denver. I was counting today, and I think he will be the 10th doctor I've seen since January when this all started. Ten sounds like a good number, don't you think? I mean, that's really enough. I'm hoping and praying he knows something. I would be a big fan of feeling better.

My mom and I have still been reading a lot out loud to each other. It helps distract me from the pain and it's a bunch of fun. We read this book a week or two ago that has us laughing quite a bit. This girl, Rosie, decided to run for president at school. Here is a poem she came up with for her campaign to change school lunches. And just for the record, I want to say I actually like corn dogs. Don't care if they are gross, sometimes a meal on a stick is just what you need. But anyways, I still wanted to share this with you:

Dear Mr. Corn Dog,
What are you…really?
Your inside is meaty
Your outside is mealy.

Are you a yo-yo?
Was it a clue?
You went down at lunch,
And you came up at two?

Now you look worse
Than you did when I ate you.
I've splattered your batter,
And now, dog, I hate you.

I'm here in the bathroom,
I’m still feeling sick.
And all I’ve got left
Of my lunch is your stick.

Dear Mr. Corn Dog,
I’m not being nosy,
But what are you…really?
Sincerely yours,
Rosie

-Rosie Swanson: Fourth-Grade Geek for President by Barbara Park

But seriously, all corn dogs aside, I would love your prayers for me and my appointment tomorrow. I have been waiting for this day and I am really hoping he has some good ideas about how to help me!