I don't know what to put here.
Well I'm sick of writing about it, and chances are the few people that read it are just as tired of it, but I went to the doctor today again.
All I did was tell him my story about the past few months and he asked me some questions like whether or not I smoke, do drugs, drink and so on. He also asked if I'm stressed out and if I'm depressed, which I thought was odd.
I think everyone is stressed to a point, and depressed, well, I find that hard to answer because I don't quite know what qualifies as depressed. I wouldn't say I'm not depressed...but...well, you get the point.
Anyway, He more or less told me that since they aren't making any progress and it's been so long, that I should see a specialist. what kind of specialst? I have no idea. He's to set everything up for me and give me a call in the next few days I believe.
So that's good. I guess.
It kinda made me question just how much stress/depression could have to do with it. I hear different things from different people and while that's not as scary as something like a serious disease, it still creeps me out in a very different way. I guess because it's not something you really notice when it happens and because it's harder to diagnose when it does.
At any rate I'm sick of it all and hope to be feeling somewhat normal soon.
I want to make some changes to my life. I'm just waiting to feel decent before proceeding, which is why this is so frustrating.
You know what else is frustrating? when people see a photo radar van or something and decide that they absolutely have to slow down 20km/h below the speed limit. What the hell, people? do the fucking speed limit.
Well I suppose I'll go lay down somewhere for a bit. I am not spellchecking this.
All I did was tell him my story about the past few months and he asked me some questions like whether or not I smoke, do drugs, drink and so on. He also asked if I'm stressed out and if I'm depressed, which I thought was odd.
I think everyone is stressed to a point, and depressed, well, I find that hard to answer because I don't quite know what qualifies as depressed. I wouldn't say I'm not depressed...but...well, you get the point.
Anyway, He more or less told me that since they aren't making any progress and it's been so long, that I should see a specialist. what kind of specialst? I have no idea. He's to set everything up for me and give me a call in the next few days I believe.
So that's good. I guess.
It kinda made me question just how much stress/depression could have to do with it. I hear different things from different people and while that's not as scary as something like a serious disease, it still creeps me out in a very different way. I guess because it's not something you really notice when it happens and because it's harder to diagnose when it does.
At any rate I'm sick of it all and hope to be feeling somewhat normal soon.
I want to make some changes to my life. I'm just waiting to feel decent before proceeding, which is why this is so frustrating.
You know what else is frustrating? when people see a photo radar van or something and decide that they absolutely have to slow down 20km/h below the speed limit. What the hell, people? do the fucking speed limit.
Well I suppose I'll go lay down somewhere for a bit. I am not spellchecking this.
posted by D. at 7:08 p.m.
4 Comments:
:( Sorry you are still feeling like shit but better to keep pestering the doctor about it. Hope the specialist can shine some light on the situation and get you feeling better.
Yes, photo radar vans/trucks....slam on the brakes-that'll save you!
I wonder what kind of specialist it is... Hopefully they'll be able to shed some light on what's going on.
The neighborhood you have to drive through to get to mine is heavily patrolled (pretty much all day everyday) for anyone going over 25 mph, and while I understand that because of the nature of the neighborhood (prestigeous, because it's surrounding the golf course [I know, I know, but that's the way it works!]) it's important to keep traffic under control, it's a bit ridiculous and some people will drive half the speed limit because of it.
The doctor was probably like:
"He knows. We must... send in de specialist..."
and all the other doctors probably chuckled their evil little laughs, and said,
"Yes, let's. Let us see how this... Dan, fares against de specialist."
And then the specialist comes blazing in with a stethoscope, a bowie knife, and a colt .45.
And then you battle him to the death for the cure for your mystery ailment.
Damn, I read too many comics. Anyway, hope he's got answers. Or at least a clue. If it turns out you need a new kidney, you can have one of mine. It's not like I'm using it.
Take the little pink pill for your sanity, makes everything better.
Photoradar is a pain in the ass, cash grab for the cops. I do that to slow down not 20km but about 5km under.
I'd rather take a few extra seconds getting somewhere then pay a huge fine.
Who knows how calibrated there shit is, i mean who is going to win the argument i was only doing 79 in a 80 zone when he cleary says you were doing 84. I pay enough money to the government and shit thank you ;)
I hope you get better soon, I miss you. Monday nights suck, i keep looking in my inbox for that one from D and nothing.
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