21 posts tagged “doctor”

How people always mentioned the "7 year itch" when Clark and I told them this would be our 7 year wedding anniversary...  Never knew the itch could be so literal!  Teeheehee...  Damn, I hope my doctor actually calls me back today...  But, yeah, Happy Anniversary Clark!  Part of me can't believe it's already been this long, but part of me can't even remember what life was like before you...  Says in a cheesy voice: "You complete me"...  Teeheehee Later days...

And swollen...  I almost feel like I am preggers again!  Teeheehee...  I considered including a picture of my swollen ankle, but then I remembered that Boogie's real name would be on the internets, so I decided against that...  Suffice it to say that I will be calling my doctor today to see what (if anything) I can take to take away some of this swelling and itching...  I am not about to go and cut the skin off my ankle to remove the allergen, so I hope there is something else I can do until my body realizes that this isn't going away and chills out...  At least, I'm guessing/hoping my body will eventually chill...  Hmmm...  Something else to worry about...  Nice!  Later days...

It's official...  After all the time I spent joking about it, I actually, really, and truly have OCD...  And now I am taking Fluoxetine (a.k.a. Prozac) to deal with it...  How cliché can I possibly be?!?  A librarian with OCD -- who also takes freakin' Prozac to deal with her anxiety?!?  Man alive!  Hopefully this will actually help things, though...  My doctor said that I should take a two-pronged approach: drugs and psychotherapy...  I can't exactly argue against getting a therapist, so I will have to look into that tomorrow...  Right now, though, I need to try and get me some sleep -- although that may be tough, since Clark is doing another night of extreme overtime, and my bed will be all cold and lonely without my space-heater/love-of-my-life...  Later days...

So, I took an online test to see whether I should really consider talking to my doctor about the fact that I think I have OCD...  The inventory said any score over 12 is a high likelihood of OCD...  I got a 21...  Gah...  So, I just printed out another checklist -- from the OCD Recovery Centers of America -- and I will be bringing it with me (along with the book of "anxiety answers" I borrowed from the library) to my doctor's appointment...  I am so nervous about what they will say, since I never brought it up before, but I have high hopes that doing my homework in advance will show them how much this is scaring/bothering me and they will (1) take me seriously and (2) do something about it...  Wish me luck...  Later days...

This morning, I have to go to my 3 month post-op appointment, and I just can't believe I have been able to see [really, really well!] without glasses for that long...  When the nurse said, during the consultation, that this surgery is life-changing for someone with eyesight as poor as mine [at the time], I believed her and thought I "got it"...  In the months since the operation, nevertheless, I have found myself thinking, "I just need to take off my glasses first" or, "I need to get my glasses first" pretty often...  But I don't!  It's surreal and crazy, and I swear I could go on and on about it, but I will spare you all...  Suffice it to say that I am ever so grateful to the people in my life who made it possible -- the staff at TLC Laser Eye Center, who helped me through the consultation, got me a surgery date in record time, and lasered my eyes into submission; Clark, who agreed to help pay for it and supported my scary ass decision to "go under the beam"; my mom and sister, who drove me home after surgery despite their own fears of driving far from home and on major roadways; my MIL, who helped me take care of Boogie because Clark had to work overtime on the day of my surgery; Bossman, who allowed me to take an extra day off at the beginning of the SRP; and anyone who I conned into helping me with the hundreds (or was it thousands?) of drops I needed to put in my eyes during the days preceding and weeks following the surgery...  You guys rock and I really appreciate you all!  Later days...

I started out writing a reply to some comments on "fasting," but it was starting to get really long and detailed...  I decided to cut and paste it here (and then type some more) so everyone could follow the saga more easily...  Teeheehee...

The good news is that my doctor is awesome, and she didn't treat me like a hypochondriac!  She actually offered to send me for a sleep study, but I told her I would first try a few more lifestyle changes (i.e. exercise & yoga) and possibly use the sleeping pill samples (Rozerem) she gave me...  She also said that the tonsil thing is not likely to go away and just to keep clearing them out if they bother me -- but that removal of my tonsils was possibly an option if the sleep study showed that I had sleep apnea...  My left arm hurts from the tetanus shot, and my right arm has an itchy rash where they used the "wrong" kind of medical tape (I didn't realize what type she was using until it was too late, because I can't look when someone is drawing blood)... On Sunday, I begin taking Yaz to help with my PCOS symptoms...  Let's hope that works out well!  The big medical story of the day, though, had nothing to do with that doctor's office...  After my appointment at my GP, I remembered that I had a strange bill from my OB/GYN visit, so I called them...  You see, I already had a bill from the office which included lab tests...  Then, I just got a bill from Lab Corp...  I was figuring it was a mistake, but I was wrong...  The bill said "High Risk HPV," but I was all like, "I've only ever had one partner, so I can't be high risk, can I?"  Apparently, I was -- because I had "abnormal cells"
 in my pap smear...  My chart had a notation that I had been notified on July 20th...  Ummm...  No!  So, I asked if they had the results back yet...  The receptionist gave a strange pause (started to say something and stopped)...  Then, she told me I had to wait for a nurse to call me back...  I'm not gonna lie -- she scared the crap out of me by doing that...  A nurse finally called me at 7:30pm (WTF?!?), and had good news...  The test for HPV was negative...  She said that I could come in for another pap if I wanted, but I said that was okay...  If the doctor isn't requesting me to come back, I trust his judgment...   It was just a bit scary, since my mom tested positive for HPV and ended up having cervical cancer (not long ago)...  So, yeah...  I am just a little bit relieved about that...  Later days...

Sucks...  I have my annual physical this morning, and I know they want me to get my cholesterol checked, so I am just going to let them drain my veins right then and there...  After that, I also need a tetanus shot...  Yuck...  But, with how accident-prone I am, it's a really good idea to get it...  I am also going to talk to the doctor about these damn tonsil stones...  I have a really big one right now, and it's driving me crazy just leaving it in there, but I want the doctor to know exactly what I'm talking about...  Plus, I need to talk to them about what I need to do to get some of my PCOS symptoms in check...  They are gonna think I am a freakin' attention-seeking hypochondriac -- between the tonsil thing, the insomnia, and the PCOS stuff -- but I swear it's all for real...  Bah...  Later days...

Went to my OB/GYN appointment today, and Doc Nice gave me a referral to a good RE (Reproductive Endocrinologist) in the area who can help me work on my PCOS without necessarily doing "fertility treatments," although it may very well end with me ending up ovulating and/or getting pregnant...  I don't want to get my hopes up too high, but it's nice to know that I don't have to give up just yet...  In other news, he said that the lumpiness I noticed is actually "symmetrical fibrocystic areas" of my breasts (which are OK) and that my pains sounded more like "chest wall pains" than breast pains...  He said to keep an eye on things, keep track of where I feel the pain if it happens again, and possibly go to my general practitioner for follow-up testing (like a chest x-ray)... I love the fact that he is so helpful and doesn't make me feel stupid for asking tons of questions...  All in all, a great doctor's appointment...  Later days...

Even the doctors are surprised with how quickly my vision is improving!  I went in for my one-day-post-op appointment, and the doctor said that he hadn't expected me to do quite this well (because of my horrid prescription beforehand)...  After having me read the little rows of letters, he told me that I read the 20/20 line!  It wasn't perfectly crisp, but I could read it!  My vision is supposed to gradually stabilize, and the doctor is more than confidant that I will have amazingly clear vision when all is said and done...  I already have permission to use the computer, drive, and go without wrap-around sunglasses indoors...  W00t!  I am just so, so happy...  I never knew I could be so happy with something so "little" as being glasses free!  If only I didn't have a scary-looking burst blood vessel in my left eye, I would be quite the hottie!  (One might even call me a "MILF")...  Teeheehee...  Later days...

Guys beware...  I'm about to talk about the female anatomy in a non-sexualized way...  Proceed at your own risk...  Anyway...  So, I'm sitting here thinking about how my fertility drugs didn't make me ovulate (at least we're pretty sure), which really sucks...  Even worse than that, though, is the fact that I am having some strange symptoms...  Sore/swollen ovaries...  A sore lump in my right breast...  An occasional, dull pain in my vagina...  What the hell?!?  Is this some crazy cosmic curse that I am dealing with???  Not only can't I get knocked up, but I also have to deal with the paranoia of knowing that high doses of fertility drugs can lead to other "female" health complications...  I have an appointment with Doc Nice on July 5th, but I may be calling him before then if some of these symptoms keep bothering me...  Bah...  Later days...