May. 2nd, 2006 07:28 pm
The other shoe drops ...
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I'd love for my pessimism to be proven wrong a few times.
Things have been going too well lately. SOMETHING had to happen.
After my 30 minute visit to the VA clinic turned into 3 1/2 hours. I'm left in between dread and wonder.
Seems I have to go back to Saginaw soon for another series of CT scans. This time for my kidneys and liver. My new doctor is angry that none of my previous quacks considered taking the extra steps of the various bloodwork he ordered simply because I was a new patient to him.
Seems the reason I've been getting sick more often lately than ANY other time in my life is due to shite that should've been caught in a thorough screening ages ago.
...
It really shows what my mindset is when the first thing I think is, "Who'll take care of my cats?", if "something" happens.
And it REALLY nonreassuring when the doctor starts out his diagnosis and discussion by asking if I'd like to speak with a shrink in order to 'come to resolutions' over difficulties I may have in the future.
...
Of course, to compound the issues, my mum calls almost immediately as I leave the clinic. I swear that woman is psychic!
Sooo, yeah. In the foreseeable future, I doubt I'll get more than one or two days in between physical visits from her.
...
I knew things were going too well.
Things have been going too well lately. SOMETHING had to happen.
After my 30 minute visit to the VA clinic turned into 3 1/2 hours. I'm left in between dread and wonder.
Seems I have to go back to Saginaw soon for another series of CT scans. This time for my kidneys and liver. My new doctor is angry that none of my previous quacks considered taking the extra steps of the various bloodwork he ordered simply because I was a new patient to him.
Seems the reason I've been getting sick more often lately than ANY other time in my life is due to shite that should've been caught in a thorough screening ages ago.
...
It really shows what my mindset is when the first thing I think is, "Who'll take care of my cats?", if "something" happens.
And it REALLY nonreassuring when the doctor starts out his diagnosis and discussion by asking if I'd like to speak with a shrink in order to 'come to resolutions' over difficulties I may have in the future.
...
Of course, to compound the issues, my mum calls almost immediately as I leave the clinic. I swear that woman is psychic!
Sooo, yeah. In the foreseeable future, I doubt I'll get more than one or two days in between physical visits from her.
...
I knew things were going too well.
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