Apr 08, 2006 00:06
So, just in case you all don't know: I was scheduled to have surgery today but wasn't able to. After the band trip I've been pretty sick all week. The doctors did two blood tests on me and finally decided that they'd take chance and do it. Well, they got me into surgery, in the gwon, with the braclet, with an IV in me, before deciding that no it wasn't a good idea to do it today. Yes, i know: fuck them. i officially hate all doctors. I mean really, telling me that something is wrong enough with me that they can't do surgery (which is btw in my shoulder-no where NEAR my throat which is ok a little swollen) but then they have no idea what IS wrong with me. Also, i hate asian doctors. I think it must be something cultural, because they just don't treat "the patient" like a person. They treated me like a hunk of meat that is hangin out and bein annoying. Well sorry for being here! i mean, is it so damn hard to smile? the white doctors find a way. I mean, not to be racist but they do. The white doctors are NICE. I promise, i'm a person too and if you were in the gown you'd want your docs to be nice, its scary as hell back there. Anyway, back to doctors that i hate in general. They tell me to rest and drink liquids. funny, i do that when i'm healthy you nitwit. They did yet another blood test (3 in a week!) now to see if i have mono. i don't have mono, i don't care what you say. i know what mono is, and i don't have it. so all they know is something has gone wrong enough to push back my surgery, but can't tell me--or give me anything--to f-ing fix it. thanks modern medicine. go suck a needle. moral of the story is: no surgery means i have to deal with this shoulder a lot longer, probably can't do guard next year now, and i look like a heroin addict from all the needle holes in me (4 ok it doesn't sound like a lot...but 2 are swollen!).
on a lighter note: anyone want to do anything this week before wednesday? i had no plans so i could rest but now that i'm "just" sick i can do things! also, that means when i go down to UVA with my sistah i can just have fun ;) yes that means what you think it does....
on a sadder note: RIP Mr. McMurry the p-lawn will never be the same without you. My heart goes out to gracie and pat, whom i've known for like ever, i have no idea how they must be feeling, but it ain't good.
catch ya later,
Em