I’m pretty sure I have another anal fissure. I’m just miserable. And I’ve been having really bad heel pain in one foot - I assume plantar fasciitis. Two minor sources of pain, but are really fucking with me. The fissure is making me have to poop a small amount about 10-15 times/day (basically the tiniest amount of poop or slight bit of gas sets my rectum off), and even though my poop is barely formed and soft (not diarrhea or hard), it is excruciating every time.
I have OTC 5% lidocaine ointment but no applicator, and my smallest finger is too big to get even a little of the ointment up there without agony. So I just ordered another tube of stupidly expensive lidocaine ointment from Amazon, because it comes with an applicator tip. And same day delivery.
The other part of the fissure treatment is nifedipine ointment. That’s prescription only. Since I haven’t had a fissure in at least 10 years (knock wood), even if I could find the old tube, it probably wasn’t still good. I sent a message to my PCP who has not seen me for this problem, telling him this is not my first rodeo, so I didn’t feel I needed to be seen, but to PLEASE call in a script for the nifedipine, and that if it didn’t get better, I’d ask for a referral to a colorectal surgeon. It’s Sunday so I’m not expecting to get that script until tomorrow.
Typing this from my hot tub, which is doing double duty as a sitz bath and for soaking my bad heel.
Stupid relatively minor inconveniences that make me unable to leave the house.
Whine over. For now.
I have OTC 5% lidocaine ointment but no applicator, and my smallest finger is too big to get even a little of the ointment up there without agony. So I just ordered another tube of stupidly expensive lidocaine ointment from Amazon, because it comes with an applicator tip. And same day delivery.
The other part of the fissure treatment is nifedipine ointment. That’s prescription only. Since I haven’t had a fissure in at least 10 years (knock wood), even if I could find the old tube, it probably wasn’t still good. I sent a message to my PCP who has not seen me for this problem, telling him this is not my first rodeo, so I didn’t feel I needed to be seen, but to PLEASE call in a script for the nifedipine, and that if it didn’t get better, I’d ask for a referral to a colorectal surgeon. It’s Sunday so I’m not expecting to get that script until tomorrow.
Typing this from my hot tub, which is doing double duty as a sitz bath and for soaking my bad heel.
Stupid relatively minor inconveniences that make me unable to leave the house.
Whine over. For now.