Today I am out:
[-] One-tenth of a unit of blood.
[-] More bucks.
[-] Of patience with the doctor I saw today. His parting suggestion to me was: "Why don't you try losing some weight? That should make you feel better." He means the weight that I gained after he lowered my thyroid dosage to an amount that he doesn't even remember, which I reminded him of several times, probably. WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT EVER. He also asked how things were working out ("Good?") with the medication that I stopped taking over a year ago, because it was completely ineffective. I tried to be helpful by bringing in a typed list of my symptoms and complaints, and he told me he didn't have time to look at it. Gotta bounce! Call me next week sometime!
But I am in:
[-] An ophthalmology appointment tomorrow morning! Woooooo!!
Thursday
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5 comments:
Oh my. He needs to be punched in the balls.
WTF, doctor?
Wow. Dr. Douche.
...what the hell.
Want me to kick him for you?
cernalls
Doctors are Jack Asses. Mostly. Somewhat. A lot.
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