I have tried to do this about 5 times, and on top of everything else my PC keeps crashing, so each time I get Less enthused about typing it.
I got a call Monday Morning about 10:30 from the Walton headache center asking me to come in at 12:15 to fill out paper work my apt would be at 1:00pm,I, was worried about my copay, thats way I was waiting till Thursday, but they said they would bill me
, so I hoped in the shower, got me and Makenzie dressed threw some gel in my now very short hair
and I was ready to leave in less then 40 minutes thats record time for me.( With No make up, I might Add) I had to take kenzie to my moms, so I had to drive (fly) really fast in the other direction, drop her off and head to my apt.! I still have 25 minutes to make the more then 30 minute drive across the state line in lunch time traffic to a place I've never been!!
and Ive gone and left my directions on my desk...
I drive around Augusta for almost an hour when I do find the center, Im in tears
they almost dont see me, my head is throbbing Finally I get to see the doctor, I explain everything thats happening past and present. I got a lot of huh's and humm's and he asked a lot of questions he took some blood, for a thyroid test and some other test, he did an EKG, and he even offered the sweet Dr that he is to give me an Injection in the back of my neck, I graciously declined as I am deathly petrified of of needles
and even drawing my blood can be a hassle some times. I almost always ask for a butterfly needle (they hurt less and they mostly use them for the babies) My Doctor Has some ideas he wanted to check , before I went in, in the morning to see him He thinks I either have... Chronic Progressive Daily Migraines , Basilar Migraines. I dont know what to think, I just want the pain to stop!!! Nothing is working, and every thing I take is making me sick, altho the last one I mentioned sounds closest to what I have been feeling. I cant think any more the words just get jumbled up in my head, (I have had to retype words 50 million times I started this letter at 10:30 it is now midnight. Im loosing my mind you guys
My husband Is furious with me and the shot was the cause of a very heated argument
I told him I didnt want it, I was to scared to have it, and he said he was sick of me being sick, it had been 7 weeks enough was enough if something was going to make me better he would drag me in by my hair if he had to. I told him I was sick of having to do it all on my own while he sat on his ass watching TV. I am to sick to clean and I know Its a lot but he was going to have to HELP me. My house sparkled before I went to bed!!! I'm not saying I was right or that its a laughing matter I wasnt. Its not, but something has got to give, Its late Ill let yall know what I find out tomorrow when I get back PC allowing
AC
