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Dec. 2nd, 2004 12:50 pmWow.
I really, really hate going to doctors. I get there, and I always feel like such a hypochondriac, and they ask me to describe what I'm feeling, and it's all pointless anyway because each doctor has his or her own agenda to push and they'll push it no matter what I actually have.
Last week I went and they told me to take 1800 mg of Advil a day. Said it would keep down inflammation. I got told today it's because they think I have TMJ, and that is why my ears hurt. Okay. I ran a check on WebMD, friend of the hypochondriac, and it... could well be. My jaw does this popping thing every time I move it, my face does get tired, sometimes my teeth feel like they're out of alignment... but that's been going on for years. Why do they notice it now?
I have to go in for a CT scan tomorrow... fun stuff, fun stuff. So they can see what's going on in my sinuses, apparently. Or maybe it's because they think I've got something else wrong that maybe they'll happen to tell me later. I don't know why it's gotten me so mad... but it has. Grr.
I know! I've got just the cure for what ails me-- I'm going to listen to "Ideal Woman" and "I Can't Get Behind That" and then go to Rohlig's class, and then come back here and watch Stargate, casting my defiance into the teeth of sickness. Take that, sickness! Neener neener neener! Ugh... now I have to go cough, excuse me.
I really, really hate going to doctors. I get there, and I always feel like such a hypochondriac, and they ask me to describe what I'm feeling, and it's all pointless anyway because each doctor has his or her own agenda to push and they'll push it no matter what I actually have.
Last week I went and they told me to take 1800 mg of Advil a day. Said it would keep down inflammation. I got told today it's because they think I have TMJ, and that is why my ears hurt. Okay. I ran a check on WebMD, friend of the hypochondriac, and it... could well be. My jaw does this popping thing every time I move it, my face does get tired, sometimes my teeth feel like they're out of alignment... but that's been going on for years. Why do they notice it now?
I have to go in for a CT scan tomorrow... fun stuff, fun stuff. So they can see what's going on in my sinuses, apparently. Or maybe it's because they think I've got something else wrong that maybe they'll happen to tell me later. I don't know why it's gotten me so mad... but it has. Grr.
I know! I've got just the cure for what ails me-- I'm going to listen to "Ideal Woman" and "I Can't Get Behind That" and then go to Rohlig's class, and then come back here and watch Stargate, casting my defiance into the teeth of sickness. Take that, sickness! Neener neener neener! Ugh... now I have to go cough, excuse me.