See, I was supposed to go on Friday for my last session, but naturally, due to my recent increase in age on Wednesday my body decided to get sick with streptococcus.
It sounds like a dinosaur.. Streptococcus
Which has become a regular thing with the uterus, the colds, the headaches, the chills, and the allergic reactions to everything.
I'm like a walking, breathing sickness. A ticking time bomb of disease waiting to ruin your week, your month, or even your year.
I was house-sitting for my lovely mother this weekend so she could go visit my pops in search of new land to purchase in CO.
After this weekend, like, we are lucky all cats, dogs, and I survived it.
I might have to move with my parents because this whole adult-thing when you have an illness, stacked on top of a disease is far beyond what any one person can handle alone.
So, as my trips to the doctors increase, the less I believe they know what they are doing.
Hear me out
When I went to the doctor about my Strep they prescribed me medicine that was "cousins" to a drug that I am highly-allergic to.
So I said Hey I am not trying to waste my time here.. is this safe for me to take, you're the doctor but I have a feeling that this isn't a good idea.
They reassured me I would be fine...... blah blah blah.
And of course, I wasn't. The medicine wasn't fully in my system until later that night and I started hiving-up and being all types of itchy. So, naturally, I had to take MORE pills to get rid of the adverse effects of the medicine.
Thursday due to all of this crap I had taken 9 pills total due to the doctor not listening to my concerns.
Rookie Move, Dr. C.
I am doing better from the Strep now, so I can tackle the next appointment up ahead.
Which is tomorrow.
I am meeting with a new specialist (That will be my 6th specialist this year) Dr. P to get a "second opinion", and she specializes in reconstructive surgery.
This will be my last surgery. I will not keep doing this. If this is the only way to fix it. Take it all.
I cannot keep living in this fear. Living in this pain. I don't even feel like I am living anymore. I am just in all this annoying pain all the time and it is annoying, for me and for everyone else.
I am losing everyone around me because I am no longer fun anymore.
It is driving me insane.
I hate this.
But I am hopeful for tomorrow. I am hopeful for some new answers. I have been praying like crazy hoping for something to give.
I'll remain hopeful.