This morning was not a good morning. One of those mornings where anything can cause an explosion…a timebomb just waiting and ticking in rhythm. Dammit, why do they make it impossible for adults to open a childproof cap, I rage while trying to open my morning meds. Eventually I get them all open and swallow my 6 pills. Cheers!🥂 HMHMHMHMHMHMHMMMMMMMHHMMMMHH WTF it that noise? It sounds like the neighbour started his lawnmower and is now just standing in one spot, making a noise!!! I yank the curtain aggressively to the side…Oops…my bad…I see he is actually walking around and mowing the lawn…tsk! Shitty lawnmower in any case…being all loud and annoying 😒 And that’s pretty much how my whole day has been. It’s been building up for a couple of days now and I hope that I get these neurotransmitters stabilised before Friday!
The past couple of weeks I have not been feeling too great…urgh, you’re right…I never feel great so let me rephrase that. I’m not feeling ill exactly, but sleeping less than usual, difficulty breathing, nauseous, dizzy, heart palpitations…nothing specific to indicate an illness, but strong signals from my body, telling me something is not kosher. Little white gnawing teeth at the back of my mind telling me not to ignore this, and that I should maybe go and see someone who studied 7+ years, instead of asking the know-it-all Mr GOOGLE…so I decided to schedule an appointment with my Doctor (Mr GOOGLE is giving me too many options for what might be wrong) on a Saturday, so that all those just wanting to ditch work are not clogging up the waiting rooms. I hate Dr’s, hospitals and even pharmacies 😒 Filled with sniffling, coughing, sick people (so reassuring in these Covid times…) crying, red-faced babies and fragile, wrinkly geriatrics, looking like they’re on death’s doorstep…I’m so grateful that I got that INR testing kit a couple of months ago. It’s pricey but now I don’t need to visit the Dr every month to do my blood tests! Of course, being the sparkling, sarcastic, impatient, straight-forward delight that I am, all nurses and especially the reception know me by name, surname and medical aid number and my physician once remarked in a very cautious way that he hears from his staff that I am a bit temperamental and would it be possible for me to be more relaxed? 🙄
My appointment was for 9:30 am, nice and early…by 10:39 I finally sat across the Dr’s empty desk and by 10:48 I was finally able to tell him all my symptoms. He listened, nodded his head a couple of times and eventually listened to my heart from all angles for quite some time saying periodically ‘breathe in….breathe out….’ When he was done, he asked “Do you have some time? I want to do an EKG and some tests”…Well it is Saturday and honestly since 2018, I have had plenty of time every day (and not only on Saturdays🙄) but after another 20 minutes at the nurses station waiting for them to just take my file, I went back to the Dr and explained that since I have so much time on my hands, I will come back during the week, when the nurses are not that busy. The Dr protested, but the receptionist was standing close by and knowing my tempter better than the Dr, quickly interupted and said she will make sure I make an appointment…so I’m going back Friday, this time at 7 am…who knows maybe I will then just wait for half an hour before I get helped.
Like I said…I better get some equilibrium in these neurons and ventricles in my head, because the last couple of days have been an emotional rollercoaster with adrenaline pumping up’s and down’s 😱 I have to find that balance before Friday and if I don’t…Well then my advice to those nurses are – buckle up, stay seated and keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle….oh and enjoy the ride!🎢
Trust your gut feeling ❤️
My gut is feeling pretty pissed off with me at the moment for scheduling an appointment at 7am 🤣
Should I empathize with you or them 🤔😂😂
Them! I’m feeling sorry for them with this mood!😅 I honestly do hope my agitation levels have normalised by Friday…