I go give my last (hopefully my last) sacrifice of blood and urine tomorrow (I swear they must have a whole shelf with my name on it by now). And then an Ultrasound on Friday. A woman's exam next Friday. And then we're pretty much done. I'm going to do the sleep study, but it's not really a necessity, more icing on the cake of disaster. We're all
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So have they got things more or less equalized with treatment and medication and things?
Regardless, glad you seem to be feeling better :D There's always a period of adjustment with crap like this, but you seem to be dealing with that admirably. Better than most of us would :)
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We haven't actually gotten to the treatment stage yet. I have one more test tomorrow and the last one next Friday. I do hope they get started soon though; it seems to get harder by the day. But, a sense of humor goes a long way. A giant bottle of morphine would go longer, but hey, all things to those who wait....
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Exactly! I've had the same feeling many, many times... I know with my autoimmune doohickie (I think that's the technical term, by the way), when we finally figured out what sorted it out, I was able to forget about it and get on with things, which was nice, but there's usually a stage of 'crap' to go through before you gets to that point ...it took awhile. I don't know if it's a healthy attitude or not, but now I just tend to forget I have it. It makes life easier. Just like avoiding cauliflower and--my idea of what they serve in hell--lima beans.
Oh, god, it's too early in the morning to think about lima beans. My stomach just trembled.
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I have my final meeting on Friday so I'm really hoping for a fast referral to a specialist. This has been going on for lot longer than I thought; all the symptoms I thought were not connected, all the aches and pains and bouts of sickness, I just can't believe how bad it's getting and how fast I'm wearing down. While I am not thrilled at the idea of this doohickie being a part of my life forever; I am relieved to know I'm not crazy, and I'm not alone. I am just trying to make it through, day by day, until we can start with treatment; at this point I just want anything, anything at all to make this easier. I know it might take a while to find the right combination to work for me, but once I get to that point, I know I'm strong enough to deal with this and not let it take over my life.
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