Broke down and went to the doctor the other day. Came back with three prescriptions and two promises of appointments in the future. One appointment for some sort of ultrasound. The other appointment so a lovely doc can shove a scope down my throat and see if I have an ulcer.
Thankfully, I will be out for that. But the thought of a doc sticking ANYTHING ANYWHERE is enough to give me nightmares.
After I explained my symptoms...the doc said it sounded like gallbladder issues. Well, yeah. I agreed. Except for the fact that I had it removed two years ago. That would be a slight problem with the hypothesis. pfffttttttt
So we're playing hide-n-seek with the problems going on in my body. Two of the three prescriptions knock me on my ass. One painkiller and one for nausea. So I'm rather walking around in a fog. Trying to screw my head on tight. The operative word be "trying" here. *grins*
Hello. My name is Crystal, and I have cooties of unknown origin.
1 month ago