This Blog covers the 5th and 6th day of my Pheochromocytoma journey the 1st week and beginning a new week on Sunday and Monday in Aug. Sunday was uneventful. I did my client/friend, Jamier’s hair and watched tv. I didn’t go further than 2 blocks from the apt. on Sunday. I haven’t got my BP meds yet, so I just take a nap when I get a spell.
On Monday, I chased down my money from my Chicago Rasta
guy. I didn’t want to chase him, cause I was having a bad spell that seem to
last all day. He only paid me half of what’s owed to me.
Because I felt bad, I didn’t have strength to argue the point with Rasta man.
While waiting on my rasta guy, I called the hosp to talk to a dr. on
call, before going in to the emergency room, which I most definitely didn’t
want to go. The intern I got said that I
should come in because she didn’t know what to tell me. The intern’s answer was too inadequate for me
to listen to. What I wanted to do, is
get some BP meds. I had to wonder why the hospital would even
let her answer patient questions. It seems to me that the Queens
staff is not interested in my health concerns. It’s as if they are annoyed by my persistence
to get help for my condition. So, after
dealing with my rasta guy, I went home to rest. I took a nap to get rid of the spell. I haven’t heard from my family, on which one
of them will come down. I’m trying to
give them a chance. It seems that my Mom
doesn’t want to come, cause she says that she’s too old, then she said that she
had a MRI and waiting to take a CT scan for something the Dr. won’t tell her
about. My Mom says she doesn’t want to
do the CT scan till she knows what the MRI stated. I feel like I want a female to come, cause a
woman would be more caring. So, after a
little retail therapy, I went home. When
I got there I had another spell, so I laid down for a while. I didn’t feel like cooking. I have been slacking on doing dinner, because
Matt hasn’t done the dishes. Our
agreement is, I cook and he cleans. I
clean as I cook, to make the mess less for him.
Lately I have noticed (now I know I have pheo and spells from pheo) I
have been using the dirty dishes as a excuse to not cook, because my appetite
has been decreasing. I don’t know why,
it just is.
The Pheo Journey Continues**
Here is the link to my personal journey.
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