Doctor appt. update and what a doozy it was.
Well as I said in my last post. I took my mom, my daughter and I to the doctor this morning. They both have simple sinus infections and he gave them antibiotics. Cool, good thing.
Then there is me. Is it not enough that I am already suffering from two lifelong illnesses with the Diabetes and the Hemolytic Anemia? Oh no, that's not enough. Let's just add one more. I hate doctors. Everytime I go he finds something new wrong with me. So the disease of the week is Lymphedema. Lifelong illness, constant therapy and permanent compression bandages to be worn at all times. I'll need to start seeing the therapist in the next couple of weeks. The one who specializes in this disease is on vacation and won't be back till the 27th.
And how did I contract yet another permanent disease you ask? Possibly in my accident that I had six years ago. It's basically caused from your lymphatic system being damaged. And I broke my hip and pelvis and had severe trauma in the groin area, and we have lymph nodes in our groin area. Or it can also be caused by a weakened imune system, and with the diabetes and hemolytic anemia that makes three strikes against me.
And what is the number one symptom of Lymphedema? Fatigue. And what is the number one symptom of Hemolytic Anemia? Fatigue. And what happens when my blood sugar is out of whack? I suffer from you guessed it, fatigue. Do we see me sleeping 16 hours a day for the rest of my freaking life? This from the woman who up until a month ago slept 3 to 4 hours a night.
And my other fun news, I'm basically on bed rest until I start the therapy. Well I was told to keep my legs elevated as much as possible until then. And proppring them on the bed while I spend time on my pc doesn't count since they still aren't above my heart. Believe me, I tried to sneak that one in. It's a no go.
You know what's strange though. This news doesn't really depress me like I thought it would. Sure it's another crappy illness I have to deal with. But I was really terrified that it was blood clots instead. Blood clots are that instant heart attack waiting to happen and you never know when you are just gonna die from one. That freaks me out. But something like this that can't cause instant death is something I can fight. I can make the best of it.
Does that make any sense at all? I am actually not even all that upset. It's sort of ironic. I mean hell, everytime I screw myself up or end up screwed up I do it right. I went 28 years without breaking a bone and then I broke my arm, ankle, hip and pelvis in one accident. Maybe I'm just getting used to the shit hitting the fan on me all the time and I can't ever do anything the simple way. It's gotta be grand or major everytime.
So that being said, I need to go put my legs up until I have to go to the school this afternoon. Parent teacher conferences. I'll keep everyone updated as I learn new stuff.