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So...*is back*
I was sent home early from camp. For an illness that I told my dad about (and had for almost two months) before I left. Still, he's pissed at me, because I "didn't make it seem serious enough." Pardon me for not whining. So I have to pay the ticket transfer, and whatever the camp doesn't refund. Right now, it's looking about a thousand, maybe two.
In other, but related news, I've been to so many damn doctors. So far they know that nothing is wrong with my heart, it's not acid reflux, I actually don't have low blood pressure, and I'm not pregnant. Now for what may be wrong with me:
Scar tissue in my stomach twisting itself up
Some sort of ulcer
Ovarian torsion (all twisted up ovaries)
Anemia
Other blood disorder
Migraine headaches
Cervical cancer
Temporal lobe/juvenile epilepsy
Stress causing random physical crap
etc.
So basically, they have no fucking idea yet. More tests to be run, though. I've already had an EKG, drug tests, some sort of tests from a finger prick, full blood panel, and about three sessions of physically poking me. Now I need an upper GI, an EEG, and possible stress test. Arg.
Oh, quote of the day (during my EKG):
Nurse: Ok, now just take off your shirt and sit down here.
Me: I...um...is there any sort of demeaning robe I can wear? Sorry, I'm just kind of uncomfortable with...yeah.
Nurse: Oh, I completely understand. It's better to see a fourteen year-old girl who won't take off her clothes than one who will.
I was sent home early from camp. For an illness that I told my dad about (and had for almost two months) before I left. Still, he's pissed at me, because I "didn't make it seem serious enough." Pardon me for not whining. So I have to pay the ticket transfer, and whatever the camp doesn't refund. Right now, it's looking about a thousand, maybe two.
In other, but related news, I've been to so many damn doctors. So far they know that nothing is wrong with my heart, it's not acid reflux, I actually don't have low blood pressure, and I'm not pregnant. Now for what may be wrong with me:
Scar tissue in my stomach twisting itself up
Some sort of ulcer
Ovarian torsion (all twisted up ovaries)
Anemia
Other blood disorder
Migraine headaches
Cervical cancer
Temporal lobe/juvenile epilepsy
Stress causing random physical crap
etc.
So basically, they have no fucking idea yet. More tests to be run, though. I've already had an EKG, drug tests, some sort of tests from a finger prick, full blood panel, and about three sessions of physically poking me. Now I need an upper GI, an EEG, and possible stress test. Arg.
Oh, quote of the day (during my EKG):
Nurse: Ok, now just take off your shirt and sit down here.
Me: I...um...is there any sort of demeaning robe I can wear? Sorry, I'm just kind of uncomfortable with...yeah.
Nurse: Oh, I completely understand. It's better to see a fourteen year-old girl who won't take off her clothes than one who will.