Shake My Booties

Not a lot really. I went back to see my doctor about the pain I’m still having and I left his office pissed. And I mean seriously pissed off. He asked me if I had any pain, I answered yes I did and have ever since the colonoscopy, he told me about what they found during the last CAT scan they did and the x-rays they took and then he looked at me and said “so no pain then?” ARE YOU STUPID?!?! I was speechless for a moment since it seemed like he wasn’t even listening to me when I was talking to him and answering his questions. He basically told me that since the CAT scan from 2 weeks ago didn’t show anything it should be fine. He told me to come back in 3-4 weeks and if I still had pain at THAT time then he would consider doing some more x-rays. UGH. I am definitely not going back to him next time, I just feel like he isn’t listening to me and he kind of seems a little incompetent to me. I will be using the man who did the procedure on DD and my granddad because from what I’ve heard from them he is very good at what he does. And if the pain persists I will be going to my primary doctor and asking for a referral for a second opinion. 

Besides that frustration I have had a pretty good week. I have hung out with Kai and had an awesome time. We spent some time over at his mother’s boyfriends house, and in his pool. And although the pool was fun and awesome it had a downside. Since I am so ghost white (a lovely gift from DD.. Love you!) I burn very easily, and since water only helps me to burn easier I have been very lobster-like the past few days. I can’t remember burning this bad. Normally I only spend short amounts of time in the sun which builds up a base coat so I don’t burn as bad. But I went from no sun at all to 3 hours in a pool for 2 days… my shoulders are blistering they burnt so much. You might say “where was your sunscreen ghost girl?” I couldn’t find anything but thanks for rubbing it in The second day I had myself covered in it but it didn’t help much. 

Hopefully I will get some colour in me once this burn goes away… and maybe get some cute new freckles to go along with my new tan I have to admit that I love freckles. Always have and always will. I have no idea and I know a lot of people hate them but they are completely adorable to me and I cherish each one I get. I’ve always been a be-freckled kid. 

I have nothing else to write about now I guess. Mainly I wanted to write about my bad doctors experience so now that I have I feel better.

Later days all!

my doctor. Well the one who did my colonoscopy anyways, and maybe not hate but I am definitely starting to think he should be put on my list of people I don’t like. I have been having pain, cramping, and (I know this will be TMI) but very, umm how to say this delicately, loose bowel movements? I guess that will do. From my point of view I’m starting to get worried. Right now I am on 2 different antibiotics. My doctor called me on Monday to see if anything had changed since I saw him in the hospital last Friday. I told him that it wasn’t so he said to wait another day and see if the antibiotics would kick in (at this point I was only on one kind). He said that if they hadn’t to call back in on Tuesday and he would write me a prescription for a second antibiotic to see if it would help me out. I called Tuesday and he wasn’t there… but he had left me a prescription so the secretary faxed it to my pharmacy so I could start taking them. I called again yesterday because I still have questions about my still-occurring pain and loose bowel movements and couldn’t get ahold of anyone in his office. I left a message on their machine and got a call this morning from his secretary telling me that my doctor wouldn’t be in for the rest of the week! and that he had left a message saying that if my pain got any worse to go in to the ER. I mean first of all he told me to call back so we could talk about what to do… and I didn’t talk to him at all. And since then he hasn’t called me to check up or not. I can understand if he was busy with patients and such but he took the rest of the week off! UGH. I really have no patience for being pushed aside by a doctor.

And if I were to go to the ER it would mean not only pushing all of this stuff on a new doctor who has no idea of my history, but it would also mean that I would be put through repeat tests of everything done last Friday so they can have the results there with them. I have given enough blood for tests in the last year that I could have probably supported a whole new person by now. I really wish he would call me back and point me in some kind of direction so I’m not left here letting my panic start to slowly creep in. When he spoke with me last Friday and this past Monday he started getting me a little paranoid with the way he was acting and how he didn’t really seem to know what to do. So my panic is starting and I would really like to avoid that. 

Thats enough ranting for me for now I guess. I wanted to get that down not only because I’m starting to freak out a bit but because I am also wasting time until Kai gets back from the gym and I can go hang with him… he’s on the phone now. 

Later days!

I found out yesterday that the polyp removed was non-cancerous. I can’t remember what he called it but he said it was a type of polyp that had the possibility of becoming cancerous (it may or it won’t they can’t be certain) but since it was removed I don’t have to worry about it. He said to think about coming in for another checkup in 5-6 years and see if anything new has developed. Some of you who read my last post might wonder how I talked to my doctor since my appointment wasn’t until the 25th. the answer is a simple one. I had been having pain since the procedure and a lot of nausea, I had also thrown up on Wednesday. I called the doctors office and was told that the receptionist was writing down all of the details to give to the doctor next week since he wasn’t in right now and wouldn’t be until next week. She said that if things got any worse to go to the emergency room. I didn’t think things were bad enough for that so I thought I would forgo it, that is I would have let it go until I got a call from my doctor himself. He asked me a few questions about my health and then asked me to come to the hospital so I could get checked out, have some x-rays done just to make sure that nothing had gone wrong. The doctor sounded a little nervous so, me being a paranoid person, I went in right away. After getting a painful wrist IV in (don’t get me started on IVs… all I will say is that IVs anywhere but the inner elbow hurt a lot for me and wrist Ivs are the WORST of the bunch), sitting around in a room in a hospital gown (ugh) and being told that they were going to do a CAT scan instead of regular e-rays, for almost 4 hours I finally got my CAT scan done. I sat around for about another hour or so before they told me that my scan came back normal and that the doctor would be down in a bit to talk to me. He came down, talked to me about my procedure, told me that if anything else felt off or if I had any concerns to call his office, and then he left. By this time I was starving, my IV hurt like hell, and I was craving a smoke… that is to say I was a complete bitch at this point. I finally got out of there and got my smoke and food. 

So everything is normal like I figured it would be, and although my last post might have sounded paranoid thats just who I am. As both MM and DD would say, I am a “drama queen”. 

Thats about it for now I guess except that next week I am planning on starting on my new renovation project: the rec room. Its gonna be bold and have some sort of paint technique done on it, probably ragging or something of the sort. I can’t wait to get this one on a roll

Wish me better luck on this one!

Later days!