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Wanted to say thanks to everyone who replied to my family crisis post a while back. I haven't replied to any of them because I'm still not ready to think about it without it causing me a massive headache.
Still carried on by the fact that I tried to tell my mother to drink Ginger Ale for her nausea from the antibiotics and she told me she didn't like it. Then she later tells me that my sister recommended that she drink ginger ale to help settle her stomach, so she thinks she will try that. *seethes*
I guess being the golden child your opinion means more than the lowly help.
My headaches are back full-force which is frustrating as well. I skipped out on the MRI I was supposed to have a few weeks ago because I'm sick of it. A fucking $3000 test that will show what? Absolutely nothing, I'm sure. Not to mention the $2000 ER bill that my insurance racked up. No, I don't have to pay but $50 out of pocket but it burns my ass that they charge that much.
And they always look at my insurance and salivate. It's like, ooooh she's got GOOD insurance, so let's run any and everything we can.
And the nurse called to tell me I have an appointment with a neurologist on June 29. Again, whatever. It's the same jackass I saw before who put me through a ton of painful tests (like needles all over my body!) only to tell me I had 'recurring migraines' and carpal tunnel syndrome. No fucking shit! I didn't need all that to tell me those things.
I've decided that if I had something life threatening that I'd be dead by now or at least in the hospital. And since I'm neither, I'm done worrying with it. If I fall out tomorrow and die, so be it. But it's not worth stressing over anymore that only makes me feel worse.
I'm so cheerful, aren't I?
Still carried on by the fact that I tried to tell my mother to drink Ginger Ale for her nausea from the antibiotics and she told me she didn't like it. Then she later tells me that my sister recommended that she drink ginger ale to help settle her stomach, so she thinks she will try that. *seethes*
I guess being the golden child your opinion means more than the lowly help.
My headaches are back full-force which is frustrating as well. I skipped out on the MRI I was supposed to have a few weeks ago because I'm sick of it. A fucking $3000 test that will show what? Absolutely nothing, I'm sure. Not to mention the $2000 ER bill that my insurance racked up. No, I don't have to pay but $50 out of pocket but it burns my ass that they charge that much.
And they always look at my insurance and salivate. It's like, ooooh she's got GOOD insurance, so let's run any and everything we can.
And the nurse called to tell me I have an appointment with a neurologist on June 29. Again, whatever. It's the same jackass I saw before who put me through a ton of painful tests (like needles all over my body!) only to tell me I had 'recurring migraines' and carpal tunnel syndrome. No fucking shit! I didn't need all that to tell me those things.
I've decided that if I had something life threatening that I'd be dead by now or at least in the hospital. And since I'm neither, I'm done worrying with it. If I fall out tomorrow and die, so be it. But it's not worth stressing over anymore that only makes me feel worse.
I'm so cheerful, aren't I?