On my worst days, Vicodin feels like evidence that God doesn't actually hate me. Well, today even that's not enough.
I. Have. Had. It.
This life is not worth living. Not if there are any alternatives. I am calling the doctor TODAY and making an appointment to discuss fixing this, whatever it takes. Whether diagnosing the problem means several rounds of blood tests, or hormone balance panels, or exploratory surgery to rule out endometriosis, I'll do it. If fixing it means surgery to take all the relevant parts out, I'll sign the consent form. FIX IT. And in the meantime, I will bluntly inform my doctor that I WILL "misuse" my pills to avoid periods for the next couple of months while we start figuring this out. If he doesn't want to give me the kind of prescription that's meant to do that, I'll cobble something together on my own, thanks. I will no longer be at his mercy.
And if there isn't any fix, I want the best painkillers money can buy, regardless of what they will do to my body long-term. I no longer care. I have had enough.
[Later Edit: My appointment is the day after tomorrow.]
I. Have. Had. It.
This life is not worth living. Not if there are any alternatives. I am calling the doctor TODAY and making an appointment to discuss fixing this, whatever it takes. Whether diagnosing the problem means several rounds of blood tests, or hormone balance panels, or exploratory surgery to rule out endometriosis, I'll do it. If fixing it means surgery to take all the relevant parts out, I'll sign the consent form. FIX IT. And in the meantime, I will bluntly inform my doctor that I WILL "misuse" my pills to avoid periods for the next couple of months while we start figuring this out. If he doesn't want to give me the kind of prescription that's meant to do that, I'll cobble something together on my own, thanks. I will no longer be at his mercy.
And if there isn't any fix, I want the best painkillers money can buy, regardless of what they will do to my body long-term. I no longer care. I have had enough.
[Later Edit: My appointment is the day after tomorrow.]
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Hug Alan for me! And good luck with whatever you decide w.r.t. work tomorrow.
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Are you seeing a specialist? Not necessarily an OB/GYN, because my GP and my GYN both blew me off. I had to go to a reproductive endocrinologist before I got any resolution or relief.
Good luck. And *hugs*. You shouldn't have to live in pain. Email box open if you need to vent, or want to chat about lovely doctors :)
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Not seeing a specialist yet. Will if I have to. What made you decide it was time to go there? Did your GP and/or your GYN recommend the specialist?
Thanks for the vent offer. I may very well take you up on it!
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Hang in there. I'm assuming you're doing the whole heating pad/painkiller thing.
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Yep, big fistfuls of painkillers mainly, and attendant stomach woes. Really want a better solution. Am trying pretty hard not to get my hopes up too high, here, but... [fingers crossed]
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I'm pretty sure I've given you this info before, but in case I somehow missed doing so, here's some information about a clinic that might be able to help you (I'm pasting in a message I wrote to another friend, nearly verbatim):
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I've wondered about hernias. What was herniated, the intestine? How'd they find that?
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*more hugs*
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So I'm seeing if I have better choices. It's foolish not to exhaust all possibilities.
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;)
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Best wishes to you.
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Anyway, that's my 2 cents.
Hugs, drugs, wine, cats, and whatever else makes you feel better! :)
-Wen