Thursday, July 21, 2011

Doctor Burnout.

I know it's been a while since I posted but for some reason I just couldn't get myself to write down anything. After I started increasing the Topamax and Vivactil I kind of went into hermit mode and pretty much all I've been doing for the past few weeks is sleeping. I'm not over exaggerating, I would wake up, take my meds, be awake for an hour or two and go right back to sleep, wake up, stay awake for a few more hours, and go right back to sleep, etc etc. I've been having other problems with the medication increases aside from being put into a sedative stupor so when I went to my monthly appointment with my headache specialist he decided to drop back down the Vivactil and by request if my headache frequency starts to increase we're going to wean off of it completely and back on Effexor XR which I had the best results with but my insurance stopped covering for a while. They now cover the generic extended release.

Right now though I'm just feeling a bit crabby or maybe melancholy is a better word. I have a bunch of doctor appointments coming up and I'm just so burnt out on having to go to doctors. I'm tired of being poked and prodded. I feel like a science experiment rather than a regular person. A few weeks ago my stomach started swelling and I've been going back and forth with trying to figure out what the heck is going on, I thought it was three different things and tried fixing all three and.. nothing. It just keeps getting bigger and bigger, it looks like a pregnant stomach and it's starting to feel embarrassing because to an outsider it looks like weight gain but it's not. I can't exactly explain that to every person that looks at me though. I finally went to my regular doctor who pressed on my stomach in two spots and said it looked normal. I had to tell him four times that this was NOT my normal stomach before he decided to order a sonogram. I swear, my PCP is the biggest asshole ever. Just because I am fat does not mean that my stomach is normally rock hard and round-ish. Fat is squishy, swollen-ness is not! He also didn't notice that my blood pressure was very high even though I'm on a beta blocker to reduce my heart rate. Could the two be related? Who knows?

So I'm uncomfortable, I have a doctor's appointment on Friday and a sonogram appointment on Monday. Then I finally have to see a pulmonologist on Tuesday because I've been having asthma attacks like crazy for the past few weeks as well. OH, and to top it off on Wednesday I have to finish a root canal. Nooo more. At least I have something to look forward to, on Saturday I'm leaving on a road trip to Florida and I'm stopping in Savannah for a night or two. I just can't wait for the next 8 days or so to be over with.

I apologize for how whine-y this post is. I just needed somewhere to vent.