What the fuck is wrong and do I really want to know?

[IamSam]

Originally Posted by BigV

Sorry

Wrong thread for lunch.

No kidding! The good news is that I won't need to post about that tiresome procedure above anymore. Long story short, they got me in and did a thing or two that allowed them to proceed with the test and give me a clean bill of health in that regard. YAY! No more rounds of gagging down eye of newt syrup and no predictions of impending doom just because I didn't respond to that gacky stuff the way I was supposed to.

Bad news is I still don't know what's wrong. I wonder what new diagnostic torture my primary care doc will think up next. I already have appointments for so much blood work that even Dracula would be impressed. I'm due to get radiated, as well, and also have my very bones checked out.

To top things off, the digestive health people got very upset with me today when they learned that I've started taking 6 - 8 aspirin a day to deal with all the pain I've been having, Guess I'm a very bad girl and should go ask my primary care for narcotics instead. Great. If they're gonna turn me into a drug addict, I'll insist on going first class - no wimpy percocet for me! I want oxycodone or dilaudid to be my drug of choice when I show up at the rehab!

Anyhow, thanks to anyone who has read my whiney thread up to this point. I promise I'll post only fun stuff as quick as they get me going on the strong narcotics.

[xoxoxoBruce]

Originally Posted by IamSam

To top things off, the digestive health people got very upset with me today when they learned that I've started taking 6 - 8 aspirin a day to deal with all the pain I've been having,

[Nirvana]

>Must show Sam Aleve commercial..<

Really...

I had no idea you were in that kind of pain yikes! I hope they figure it out soon!

[IamSam]

Originally Posted by Nirvana

>Must show Sam Aleve commercial..<

Really...

I had no idea you were in that kind of pain yikes! I hope they figure it out soon!

Yeah, I've seen those cute aleve commercials. That stuff may work down at the soup kitchen, but it's just one more thing that no longer works very well for me.

Meanwhile my health is going downhill at an impressive rate. Did I mention the thing with my eyes? Well, they're in on all this too. They've gone on strike when it comes to producing tears. This results in more than just no moist eyes during sad movies. If anyone here has accidently worn their contacts too long and ended up with a really, really painful abrasion of the cornea, that's about how it feels.

My dry eye episodes come and go, and yesterday one came on with a vengence. Usually I just get some OTC drops and soldier on as best I can until my eyes clear up in 2 or 3 days. But yesterday was really, really bad. Drops didn't do much and I'd promised to frame a photograph for someone and they were supposed to have had it a week ago. I could barely see, but I was determined to finish the job. I was hunched down over the frame when the edge of the photograph popped free and cut me straight across my dry right cornea. Like when you get a paper cut on your finger only on the eye instead.

That hurt my already painful eye like a son of a bitch. I laid down with compresses on both eyes, gritting my teeth until this morning when I could call the eye doctor (MD). Turns out that the Lost Corners is not graced by the presence of an opthamolgic specialist until tomorrow. Where's Spexx when I need him?

They referred me to a regular optomitrist to get the pain treated right away until I can see a medical doctor. The optomitrist told me I had a deep cut across the cornea of my right eye and that my left eye has several abrasions, as well. He put a special contact lens in my right eye that serves as a sort of "bandage" for my cornea.

I want to be checked out by an MD, though, and have him send his findings to my primary care. I feel a need to get medical documentation of what's been happening to me to prove I'm not just making all this stuff up. That trip to Denver to see a specialist looms ever larger in my future.

Meanwhile, I attended my first Aspirin Anonymous meeting today. But all that stuff in the Steps about God really turned me off. Plus, for the entire meeting my eyes and my bones were playing the pain card. I figured just one little aspirin couldn't hurt me, but at the end of the meeting I scampered down the back alley to score THREE aspirins from the local dealer. They've already worn off though and I can't see to drive in the dark to get more. Heck, I can barely see to type this, so I'm going to end this post.

I feel so ANGRY that my body has turned against me this way. I've been getting sicker and having increasing pain since early December. This is just unacceptable, especially when my vision is now involved (I put my page settings at 300x zoom so I could see to type this). I've even decided that if the choice is between going on narcotics versus becoming a semi-invalid, then bring on the dilaudid! Ouch and grrrrrrr!

[xoxoxoBruce]

That sucks, make your body a the priority.

[Griff]

whs!