Jan. 28th, 2002

rootofnewt: (jude)
boy has been on and off the phone with the doctor's office since 8:30am. first, they told him to take me to the ER. when he said we'd already been to the ER TWICE since the doc last saw me, they didn't believe him. they said i needed to go to the ER since i was experiencing chest pain. yeah, i did that.

i'm not going back. i refuse to sit in there IN PAIN for four hours, being exposed to latex dust in the ventilation system and listening to people retch and scream. i can't take being surrounded by that much pain and misery.

he called the office back, begging for an emergency appointment... they've done this before... why not now?

they called him back, said they could fit me in at 3:30 tomorrow...

so he asked if they'd prescribe some pain meds to carry me through until tomorrow (5-6 darvocet would probably do the trick, though i'd prefer something that would let me sleep for more than four hours at a stretch). they said that they wouldn't do that without seeing me.

o_O

and then they said they needed my records from the ER for proof that i'd been there.

i really hope that i don't have to make another ER visit. i hate going and asking for pain meds... makes me look like an addict. and it's a 25 dollar co-pay, to boot. tom and i have made FIVE er visits in january. more than we've ever made in our lives... it's getting expensive.

i'm pissed that i didn't get an appt last week (after the first ER experience) after calling her for two days... and i'm pissed that i can't get one today...

boy's coming home now so that we can find all the ER documentation (i'm still pretty sure i already gave the doc the first set, but we don't know) and find someplace to fax it from... kinko's or back at boy's office...

off to see if i can peel off the prescription pill labels so i can fax proof of THOSE, too. this is ridiculous. i hate my doctor's desk staff.

i'm suffering from too much bad sleep, so my body temperature is hovering around 96F... i'm sicker than i can remember being in years... and i just want my mom or boy... and crying is NOT helping.. just makes my chest hurt more...
rootofnewt: (jude)
boy arrived home around 12:30. he stripped the bed (i asked him to do this b/c i don't like sleeping on sick sheets more than a couple days) and tossed the sheets into the wash. then he kept an eye on me while i showered (dizzy me) and ate his lunch.

we gathered all the papers (they were in the car/his backpack) and the pharmacy receipts. stopped by shady grove adventist, where the triage nursed asked why my doctor's office didn't just call for the papers... i smiled and told her that would be too easy. she suggested i try the lab, to see if they still had the reports. the nice lab lady printed them off for me right away. :) while we were waiting for the printer, we talked to her beta (fishie).

after leaving the hospital, we went to kinko's... made some copies (receipts, lab results). then boy brought me back home since i wasn't walking too well and was really tired/dizzy.

i changed the sheets over to the dryer. bad idea. too much exertion. so i came in to sit down... leaning against bed, using puter. i can deal with this.

boy's taking my lab stuff directly to the doctor himself. none of this faxing business. and then he'll put in a few more hours at work.

as for me... as long as i don't move or try to focus, i just feel really tired. if i do more than that, i feel the pain, nausea, etc.

i really need to eat, but the thought of it repulses me. *sigh*

i love all my friends. they're sweet and supportive. *hugs* to them. thank you.
boy took my papers to the doctor. he decided that he would wait around and *talk* to her about the papers and me. apparently, she was very apologetic and said her staff has been taking it into their own hands to reduce the number of "must see" folks... the office has seen an upsurge in emergency illnesses (well, it IS january and the office does serve primarily elderly folk).

she sent him away with a prescription for me. i have my appointment tomorrow, but waiting til then won't be a horrible experience. boy went back to work and will fill the 'script tonight (didn't want to wait on the slow pharmacy in doc's building).

see? my doc is great. it's her staff that seems to enjoy torturing syphilitic goats.

my doc is the only one i can see with this insurance plan. and, really, a new doctor wouldn't be able to fit me in even within a day.

i know that i should consider finding a new doc, but i'm also considering moving. by the time i found a doc who is taking new patients and made an appointment (for 1-3 mos down the line), i'd have already moved. i'm just biding time til we move, after which i'll get a new GP/PCP.

i just need my current doc to HEAL me so that i can go look for someplace to live.

back to the nappy bed for me. tired little one, i am.

and i have a freakin' huge herpes blister just rarin' to break out of my lip. i know i shouldn't have slacked off my L-Lysine, but the pills were too big to swallow comfortably for several days this week. i'm eating them like candy now, but i'm not sure it'll help entirely. the blisters on my fingers went back down (they were still under the skin completely), so that's a good sign. when boy gets home, i'll go see if there's SOME kind of OTC creme that will make my lips feel better. i checked for my valtrex 'script, but it's all run out. maybe i can ask the doc for that tomorrow. it's even faster than l-lysine.

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