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i_amthecosmosThursday I went to my GP for among other things, to get some help with my legs. I've been having painful pins and needles in my thighs, also numbness, burning-all the fun little nerve tricks. I thought I'd ask him for a referral, or something. Anything. I got bupkis.
Turned out his office let me wait over an hour before telling me that he had left earlier. And they only told me because I'd ask. Since I was there, and fasting, I insisted on being seen anyway. A nurse who was able to do so filled my prescriptions, and another doctor saw my briefly. She promised to get some medication for my legs, but it was never given to the pharmacy.
Today I tried to get out of bed, and screamed in pain. I immediately got up and called out of work, and then we went to urgent care. I had to wait a long time, because someone had to be sent to the hospital. But the doctor did see me, and her theory was it was from my back. I wouldn't be surprised-my back had been fairly all right. Maybe it got jealous of all the problems I'd had with my lungs and decided to show me who's boss, I don't know.
So she took some x-rays, got me a couple of shots and some meds, and things are somewhat better now. It's not 100%, but I'm not in a lot of pain. Still some numbness though.
One thing though, she prescribed me some muscle relaxants. My pre-sober self LOVED muscle relaxants with booze. They were fun. It's so funny, I'm 14 years sober, and when I saw those pills, a little voice in the back of my head said "HI FRIEND! FRIEND! LET'S GET WASTED!" But no, no, have to take them like an adult. Being medicated for my mental illness makes a BIG difference.
Oh, and my blood sugar is high. Tomorrow I'll bring that up while I'm looking for a new GP.
Turned out his office let me wait over an hour before telling me that he had left earlier. And they only told me because I'd ask. Since I was there, and fasting, I insisted on being seen anyway. A nurse who was able to do so filled my prescriptions, and another doctor saw my briefly. She promised to get some medication for my legs, but it was never given to the pharmacy.
Today I tried to get out of bed, and screamed in pain. I immediately got up and called out of work, and then we went to urgent care. I had to wait a long time, because someone had to be sent to the hospital. But the doctor did see me, and her theory was it was from my back. I wouldn't be surprised-my back had been fairly all right. Maybe it got jealous of all the problems I'd had with my lungs and decided to show me who's boss, I don't know.
So she took some x-rays, got me a couple of shots and some meds, and things are somewhat better now. It's not 100%, but I'm not in a lot of pain. Still some numbness though.
One thing though, she prescribed me some muscle relaxants. My pre-sober self LOVED muscle relaxants with booze. They were fun. It's so funny, I'm 14 years sober, and when I saw those pills, a little voice in the back of my head said "HI FRIEND! FRIEND! LET'S GET WASTED!" But no, no, have to take them like an adult. Being medicated for my mental illness makes a BIG difference.
Oh, and my blood sugar is high. Tomorrow I'll bring that up while I'm looking for a new GP.
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Date: 2015-06-14 12:26 pm (UTC)you might identify and get a few laughs at the same time.
hope things are getting better physically.
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Date: 2015-06-15 02:46 am (UTC)