it just keeps getting better
So yesterday was kind of awful. The morning was okay, the afternoon/evening less so. On top of the migraine, my workstation decided to screw up and not open Word. I couldn't open any files or even the program. I went through "help"desk, who had me do a few things that didn't work, and then they had me uninstall to then reinstall. I uninstalled fine, but I couldn't reinstall because the computer said I didn't have admin privileges. (I do have admin privileges; it's my own damn box.)
By this point it was about time to go home and I was cranky and still migraine-y. The "help"desk person had punted me to local IT anyway, so I will open a ticket with them on Monday and have them come reinstall Office and make sure my account has administrator privileges so I don't have to go through this crap again.
Meanwhile, today has involved a bunch of juggling things. Dr. S had a cancellation for today at 2:30, so I grabbed it because hi, this is new and not welcome and a bit freaky (on top of the much more frequent migraines, I'm now getting all kinds of visual auras I Do Not Want. Yesterday my eyes just didn't want to stay open.). But I had my first iron transfusion scheduled for 2pm, so I called them yesterday to reschedule. They didn't get back to me, so I called again this morning at about 9:35. They said they could get me in at 10:30, but Cortana told me it would take a while to get there, so I threw on clothes and scrambled out the door.
Fortunately, the transfusion itself went fine and now I am home relaxing with my tea and hopefully some writing before I go see Dr. S.
I had this happen last time and again this time; I feel kind of guilty about going to get the transfusions. I mean, I definitely need them; my numbers may say I'm borderline anemic but my body says "GIVE US IRON NOW". If you run down the list of anemia symptoms, I've got them all except the pica.
But because hematologists are oncologists, getting the iron transfusions involves going to the cancer center and their infusion therapy department. And I feel guilty about being there, because I don't have cancer, and I'm not having chemo or anything. It's definitely a me thing; the nurses and assistants there are fantastic, and the nurse I had today was totally sympathetic and asked me about the symptoms I was having and all that. No one's ever given me the impression I shouldn't or don't need to be there.
I just...ugh. I feel like I'm taking resources away from people who need them more than I do. Which is stupid. I don't have cancer but I do have iron-deficiency anemia and it needs treating before I end up in serious trouble from it. And I really don't want to be anemic when pregnant because it can lead to premature birth and other issues.
But. becc's brain sucks.
Meh. It's gray and rainy here today and I just want to crawl back into bed and pull the covers over my head.
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By this point it was about time to go home and I was cranky and still migraine-y. The "help"desk person had punted me to local IT anyway, so I will open a ticket with them on Monday and have them come reinstall Office and make sure my account has administrator privileges so I don't have to go through this crap again.
Meanwhile, today has involved a bunch of juggling things. Dr. S had a cancellation for today at 2:30, so I grabbed it because hi, this is new and not welcome and a bit freaky (on top of the much more frequent migraines, I'm now getting all kinds of visual auras I Do Not Want. Yesterday my eyes just didn't want to stay open.). But I had my first iron transfusion scheduled for 2pm, so I called them yesterday to reschedule. They didn't get back to me, so I called again this morning at about 9:35. They said they could get me in at 10:30, but Cortana told me it would take a while to get there, so I threw on clothes and scrambled out the door.
Fortunately, the transfusion itself went fine and now I am home relaxing with my tea and hopefully some writing before I go see Dr. S.
I had this happen last time and again this time; I feel kind of guilty about going to get the transfusions. I mean, I definitely need them; my numbers may say I'm borderline anemic but my body says "GIVE US IRON NOW". If you run down the list of anemia symptoms, I've got them all except the pica.
But because hematologists are oncologists, getting the iron transfusions involves going to the cancer center and their infusion therapy department. And I feel guilty about being there, because I don't have cancer, and I'm not having chemo or anything. It's definitely a me thing; the nurses and assistants there are fantastic, and the nurse I had today was totally sympathetic and asked me about the symptoms I was having and all that. No one's ever given me the impression I shouldn't or don't need to be there.
I just...ugh. I feel like I'm taking resources away from people who need them more than I do. Which is stupid. I don't have cancer but I do have iron-deficiency anemia and it needs treating before I end up in serious trouble from it. And I really don't want to be anemic when pregnant because it can lead to premature birth and other issues.
But. becc's brain sucks.
Meh. It's gray and rainy here today and I just want to crawl back into bed and pull the covers over my head.
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