Today's Personal Betterment Message
I had another doctor's appointment this morning, made at the last second. I actually thought the headache was under control - my first thought this morning when I woke up was, "Wow, my head doesn't hurt today." Then, in the shower, WHAM!!, there it was again. Fuck. So I took 800 mg of ibuprofen. Nothing. Didn't touch it. So I took 1000 mg of acetaminophen (yes, that's okay to do - they work by different mechanisms. Just...don't take them all at once. Ick). That helped a little, but that much medication should have had me feeling no pain at all. Joy of joys, I called Dr. Salti's office and they got me in for an appointment right away - finally, a medical center that recognizes that when patients call asking for an immediate appointment, at least 8 times out of 10, the patient knows what they're talking about.
Then I call work. I can't go in to work tonight, I've had this damn migraine for five days and it's still killing me. And she's bitchy. Okay, I can understand being upset - I'm inconveniencing the rest of the shift by calling in. I understand that, and believe me, I feel bad about it. Could I go in to work tonight? Probably. And the shift would get done. Why, then, am I not going in? Because I've had a migraine for five days, and if I don't get it under control, my studies are going to seriously start to suffer. I even asked if there was something I needed to do, requested telephone numbers when she told me I needed to call someone. How many numbers did she give me? One. And Ty couldn't come in. That's fine, she's a full time student, too. But then she was even more bitchy when I called back. She all but hung up on me. That made me mad. I'm sorry, bitch, but if you can't handle the thought that maybe I should be concerned about my own health, as far as I'm concerned, it's time for me to start looking for another job. Jesus fuck. How rude can you be?
Dr. Salti wants me to have an MRI tomorrow - I've got it scheduled for 12:45. That should be exciting - sitting absolutely motionless for 45 minutes. Yippee. But, on the brighter side, he thinks they're just migraines. He gave me an Imitrex prescription, which is good. I took one - it seems to have helped, but I'm going to go lay down. Have a good day.