Health crap - TMI - but important
I am supposing I should write a real journal entry. Especially since all that has been posted much is the twitter stuff.
Twitter = my life in a nutshell. I'm thinking a peanut shell at this moment.
FaceBook = a bit more in depth because I have family there. Both patchwork and not.
LiveJournal = Supposed to be my life in great detail whether or not you want to read. I feel most people just skip on by. That's really alright with me, oddly. I like my soapbox to be a few steps lower than everyone else. I could care less if anyone comments. I'm not the greatest commenter in the world. I read, observe, say something if I have something to say, and if not, I move on. Sometimes I think about my comments before I post them. Some times I needlessly babble. That's just me.
However, most of my posts are for me and this is no different.
Two weeks ago, I went into toxic shock and ended up in the hospital for four days. Five if you count the majority of the Saturday night I spent on a gurney in the hallway, getting doped up on morphine every time a nurse walked by. To say I was in pain is a huge understatement. The toxic shock was due to kidney stones.. HUGE ones.. ones that cannot pass normally. The urological doctor that they assigned me was absolutely useless. He saw my test results, saw the CT scan.. did nothing but told me to follow up. So I call to follow up with him and the cant get me in until May. The secretary actually complained that she would have to get the files from the hospital. Oh gee. That must be so hard( /sarcasm ). She referred me to this other place which, happily, could see me within two weeks. And golly gee, they were able to get my hospital records faxed to them in no time... imagine that. I would blame it on my insurance except I have the most excellent insurance, so I know that wasn't the case. I think that particular doctor was just being a prick. Even the general practitioner that came around, seemed to feel sorry for me when he told me I was being discharged and the problem had not been taken care of. I asked him question after question as to "why" they couldn't fix me while I was there and he couldn't give me any answers. He seemed to feel really bad about it.
So now, several doctor appointments later, I find that I have three huge kidney stones in my right kidney. Originally it was two, but after my KUB, another was found. One of which has settled precariously on the edge of my ureter. If it decides to move forward, I will go into toxic shock again and end up in the ER yet again. Scary thing is, I am already seeing the side effects of this happening. Mostly the pain, which my best opiates are not taking care of. They make me sleepy, something I guess I should be thankful for. But two hours later, i am in too much pain to sleep. I'm trying not to overdose. I really am.. but the pain is almost unbearable at times. The past 24 hours have been hell and I foresee another call to my doctor to either give me more or something else because I am losing sleep. Maybe I will just buy some sleeping pills... I have an appointment for surgery on the 29th to remove the jagged fuckers from my system. I really hope they can break them up and the surgery is a success... otherwise they will have to get more invasive. (I dont want more invasive...)
But there is Good News! I have caught up in my writing class and have aced all but two assignments. And even those I got A's on. The professor 'seems' to be ignoring me in the forums. I can't tell if it's because he feels i am a good writer and thus do not really need the help, or he just feels sorry for me for having to go through all this shit, or he just doesn't care. At any rate, he is pretty much leaving me alone and for that I am thankful. I am stressed enough as is.
I am going to return to watching Sucker Punch now... which, sadly, I am not all that thrilled with. But it could just be my state of mind at the moment.