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I wonder how many journals I have started with the sentence " I hate waiting rooms." I know at least a couple dozen in my private journals back from the days were I went to the doctor as frquently as I showered. I hated those days as much as I hated the waiting rooms.
And here I am again. In a waiting room. It's a reasonable request of lizen's for me to go to the doctor and make sure I am medicated for my dibilitating migrains and for my equally dibilitating anxiety. And maybe it's sad. Pithetic even that I probably wouldn't get it done on my own accord. I just have no faith in doctors. I appriciate the topomax. I need that stuff like crazy. But I hate talking to doctors about mental issues. When I am honest I feel them writing "crazy" in their notes and when I am not honest- well I don't suppose that does me any good at all.
The worst part is I love Lizen enough to be honest. Which means I have to suck up the "crazy". Talk about 'feelings' and take the little blue pills the doctor provides.
On the plus side. This is one of the better doctors I have seen. They have even gotten my blood pressure up to a fairly normal place. It was almost a little high today. Why it couldn't just be normal is beyound me, but certainly not surprising.
I wonder what the doctor will say today. I know all I am 'feeling' is sleep deprived. Sigh.
And here I am again. In a waiting room. It's a reasonable request of lizen's for me to go to the doctor and make sure I am medicated for my dibilitating migrains and for my equally dibilitating anxiety. And maybe it's sad. Pithetic even that I probably wouldn't get it done on my own accord. I just have no faith in doctors. I appriciate the topomax. I need that stuff like crazy. But I hate talking to doctors about mental issues. When I am honest I feel them writing "crazy" in their notes and when I am not honest- well I don't suppose that does me any good at all.
The worst part is I love Lizen enough to be honest. Which means I have to suck up the "crazy". Talk about 'feelings' and take the little blue pills the doctor provides.
On the plus side. This is one of the better doctors I have seen. They have even gotten my blood pressure up to a fairly normal place. It was almost a little high today. Why it couldn't just be normal is beyound me, but certainly not surprising.
I wonder what the doctor will say today. I know all I am 'feeling' is sleep deprived. Sigh.