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So f'ing tired of being sick.
At least this time I have a clue at the cause. Blood sugar went through the roof over the last three months and despite my pleas that I could get it back down my way if the doctor would just give me another few months I'm back on the accursed Metformin. Don't know how many of you are familiar with the oh so lovely early side effects of Metformin, but I'm currently sicker than a sick thing.
This in addition to the other mysterious ailment that no one wants to try to treat until the gastroguy has had a chance to poke around, which would be all well and good except everyone seems to be focusing on the fact that I had been bleeding ONCE rather than the fact that I can't eat without pain and poking me in the abdomin on the left side causes me to nearly double over (I suspect that there aren't any major organs over there that would signify organ failure so no one cares). Everyone is Fascinated by my family's history of colon cancer/issues, yet no one wants to come out and say that it could be my colon acting up.
I admit, I was a tad short with the doctor yesterday. First thing she said was that she had looked at my test results (blood work from last week) and I snapped "Oh, good, I'm glad someone in this place bothers to look at those things," because it had been nearly three weeks since the last test results had come in and NO ONE BOTHERED TO CALL to let me know if they were normal or not. I'm guessing no news is supposed to mean good news, but screw that crap. If you order a round of tests on someone, you should at least bother to call and say "Hey, all clear here, no clue what's wrong, sorry."
And yes, still nothing for the pain.
And yes, I am in a hellaciously bad mood.
At least this time I have a clue at the cause. Blood sugar went through the roof over the last three months and despite my pleas that I could get it back down my way if the doctor would just give me another few months I'm back on the accursed Metformin. Don't know how many of you are familiar with the oh so lovely early side effects of Metformin, but I'm currently sicker than a sick thing.
This in addition to the other mysterious ailment that no one wants to try to treat until the gastroguy has had a chance to poke around, which would be all well and good except everyone seems to be focusing on the fact that I had been bleeding ONCE rather than the fact that I can't eat without pain and poking me in the abdomin on the left side causes me to nearly double over (I suspect that there aren't any major organs over there that would signify organ failure so no one cares). Everyone is Fascinated by my family's history of colon cancer/issues, yet no one wants to come out and say that it could be my colon acting up.
I admit, I was a tad short with the doctor yesterday. First thing she said was that she had looked at my test results (blood work from last week) and I snapped "Oh, good, I'm glad someone in this place bothers to look at those things," because it had been nearly three weeks since the last test results had come in and NO ONE BOTHERED TO CALL to let me know if they were normal or not. I'm guessing no news is supposed to mean good news, but screw that crap. If you order a round of tests on someone, you should at least bother to call and say "Hey, all clear here, no clue what's wrong, sorry."
And yes, still nothing for the pain.
And yes, I am in a hellaciously bad mood.
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