Am I going to hell for this?

So my apartment office has been closed for days due to the massive amount of snow we've had and the fact that this state just isn't prepared for it. Well.....my boyfriend's Christmas presents and my enzymes are sitting in the office. Uhm....I called the emergency maintanence number and told the guy that I desperately need my medications, which is a lie. I am not in danger of running out, but I really want to be able to give my man his presents. Am I a horrible person. I mean it isn't exactly a lie, I really do have meds in there, I will need them at some point but I'm good for like a week or more without them. Oh well, I don't particularly care.

Yeehaa!

I was cleared by my orthopedic surgeon today! *See previous posts about the shoulder.*

He said my recovery has gone really well. I don't need any more physical therapy, but I do need to continue my home excersises for a while, which I can live with.

He's a really great doctor.....too bad he isn't my pulmonologist. As good as he is, I hope I never need his services again.

How hard is it!?

Honestly, how hard is it to get in to see a god damn doctor? Its not like I enjoy having freezing cold instruments inserted into parts of my body where nothing cold should ever go, then having my cervix scraped after hearing "this may feel a bit funny." Oh really!? A bit funny, huh? I'll make you feel funny with my foot in your face! The least they could do is have the courtesy of getting me an appointment soon so I can get it over with.

I wanted to establish care with the internal medicine department at the hospital where my CF clinic is. That way all my records are in one place, none of this having to deal with getting everything transfered. But they are "estimating" that they will have new patient appointments in SPRING OF 2009!!! What in the hell is that!?

So instead of going back to the doctor who wouldn't give me the birth control I wanted, then proceded to give me an enormous ugly scar on my back from sinking 4 stitches so deep that they had to be dug out, I decided to switch to a different doctor at the same clinic. Shouldn't be too hard right? WRONG! I have to establish care with the new doctor at one appointment and then get my cervical scraping at another one. What is this establish care crap? They take my vitals and my medical history, which they already have on file since its the same clinic. Then they bill my insurance a few hunfred dollars for it. Fabulous. What better way to establish a relationship with your new doctor then spreading your legs and letting them have a good look? This is the American medical system for you!

Post Thanksgiving Curse

I'm cursed, I'm totally convinced. Five or six years ago I got the flu on the Saturday after Thanksgiving and was SO sick. Last year I had my appendix out on the Monday after Thanksgiving. Today I had a tooth pulled.

I woke up this morning and just KNEW that my tooth was abcessed. I've had them before and it hurts SO much! That whole side of my face hurt and the tooth itself was throbbing. There is a dentists office right across the street from work so as soon as they opened I was on the phone with them. They were able to squeeze me in thank you diety of your choice!

After I had filled out all my paperwork they got me back and took x-rays and did a cleaning since it had been a while since my last one. The doctor came and looked at the films and did an exam and sure enough, I had a big infection in there. He said something about a root canal and I said NO! I don't do root canals since my teeth are already weak and root canals make them weaker (they essentially kill your tooth). So he asked if I wanted it out today. I said yes but was thinking "no, I just love walking around with half my face in severe pain, by eye ready to explode, and my tooth throbbing so bad I can't eat"!!! This is dripping with sarcasm of course.

So he gave me novacaine or whatever, saw another patient while that kicked in, came back and gave me a little more novacaine, did a deep cleaning of the area, and pulled it. It didn't hurt at all. He squirted some antibiotic stuff in there and put some gauze in for me to bite on.

I have another one that needs to go so I hope I can get in before the end of the year to get it done. I met my deductable with this one so it would be nice to get the other one done before the new year. I'm just glad I don't have to deal with the pain, good lord it hurt.

My thoughts for today.

I have no patience for people who waist time. Even little time waisting tidbits drive me nuts. I was watching my manager rubber band bundles of cash today. We have to count it every time someone else takes over the vault, so you take the rubber bands off, run it through the machine and rubber band it again. Every time he took a rubber band off he would untwist it. Then when he put them back on he would snap it. WHY!? What does the accomplish really? I think I get this because of my CF. I've watched too many of my friends die to waist 2 seconds snapping rubber bands.

Prayers Please?

He is on his way to the airport right now. His sister is in the hospital with what they believe to be a blood clot in her brain. The family needs him home to sign the DNR. They will try to go in and remove the clot, and if it is successful she will be home for Thanksgiving. If it is not successful then I don't know what will happen.

Although he hasn't specifically said so, I can tell that he is having a very hard time with this. He may be going home to say goodbye to his sister. Any prayers/good thoughts/positive vibes you can offer would be much appreciated at this time. Please also pray for the family during this difficult time.

I deeply wish that I could be with him now. I love this man and to not be able to offer any support or comfort for him is very hard for me. While I am disappointed that he will not be here for Thanksgiving (its my favorite holiday) I am much more concerned for the state of his mind and soul.

Clinic Visit

I went to rhuematology clinic and CF clinic on Monday. The rhuem wrote me a scrip for 3 months worth of massages and "fired" me. Of course I can come back if I need to, but its up to me. So YAY!

My PFTs were UP!!!! In August they were 48% which has been my baseline for about 2 years. This time they were 55%. I think its because I walk to and from work more often than not these days. There is a bit of a hill in the middle of the route to work so its litterally up hill both ways and it gets my heart rate up a bit. But whatever did it, I'll take it!

I did not get O2....at least not yet. They want me to try a c-pap because I have mild sleep apnea. We'll see how that goes. I am not too thrilled with the idea of a c-pap.