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Boy, am I feeling cranky. Also whiny. It's a good thing no one's home to have to put up with me.

See, Spider Robinson, this is why I don't think that telepathy would be the greatest thing since sliced bread. It's not that I have a dark, secret core of shame in my inmost soul, a deep painful conviction that I could never be loved if people knew what I was really like. It's that I know perfectly well that no one - no matter how loving, accepting, and evolved - would want to hear "Awwwwww, my stomach hurts" Every. Freaking. Five. Minutes. Until the antibiotic kicks in sometime tomorrow. And reasonably so.

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Uristat is rather alarming because if you do not expect your pee to turn dark orange from the drug you can have a few hours of thinking that something is badly wrong before you get in touch with someone (usually a pharmacist) who makes the connection. Honestly though I would not bother with Uristat. When I asked for it over here (England) my doctor told me to take baking soda instead - about a teaspoon in a mug of water - as it is cheaper and does not require a prescription (or any of the attendant running around). It tastes quite disgusting and makes me burp a little but that is okay.

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Uristat is rather alarming because if you do not expect your pee to turn dark orange from the drug you can have a few hours of thinking that something is badly wrong before you get in touch with someone (usually a pharmacist) who makes the connection.

Considering that the warning on my Bactrim encourages me to watch out for (among other things) dark urine as a symptom of dangerous side effects, I think I'll give Uristat a pass. I'm feeling a lot better today anyway.

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good, good.

Uristat (or pyridium) makes a lot of work for me at three am.

Lots of primary care docs don't bother to warn their patients of this harmless side effect. So, when they wake up at zero-dark-thirty and go to the bathroom, the patient becomes...

perturbed.

No, rather, "panicky" seems more apt.

It's *real* nice to be able to offer reassurance. But frustrating, that a two minute chat could head that sorta thing OFF, and save the poor patient a trip in the middle of the night.

But pyridium's good stuff. It allowed me to make all my shifts, when I was a senior resident, and passing a kidney stone... for six weeks.... sigh.

I *always* offer it to my ED patients. (Tend to use other antibiotics such as macrobid, so as not to increase angst--"is that dark, or yellow, or orange? Is it orange enough?")