Boring. This is a warning, this post will be boring. About my health, and I know that you hate hearing about peoples' health problems, so move on, this will be boring. I have had a couple of people ask about it, and i will answer, but i will try to be really brief.
I have been sick since i was 29. Back then, there were no answers to my problems, no one knew what was wrong. Not much different than now. It was eventually blamed on Lupus, at mayo clinic, with minimally positive test results.At that time, I was quite ill, unable to work, and ready to blow my brains out with each new pill added. I took matters into my own hands when i was 31. I went off all medications, straightened out my diet, quit eating meat, starting exercising, and got my life back. Over the years, I have had flare-ups, and various health problems, some quite serious, but I have always managed to overcome, work through the pain, keep going. I have had a good doctor, that would pretty much let me tell him what I needed, and I have avoided all the bullshit that specialists generally put you through. I have avoided all medication like the plague, except for ibuprofen. In the past year, however, these tactics have quit working for me, and I am virtually unable to carry on with my life in the manner that I want. I am pissed off about it, because all the things that have worked for me these past years have quit. My doctor has retired, (after a scandal, but that's another story for another day). So, I am now seeing specialists. I hate it. I hate them. We are now back to what the hell is wrong with you, your test results show this, don't show that. I don't give a shit what you call it, just FIX it. DAMMIT. I am now in pain 24/7. I have neuropathy, and the pain in my lower half has become quite unbearable. I am apparently going blind, or some such shit. I am seeing a neurologist, because most of my problems revolve around the central nervous system. I hate doctors and all that they stand for. But I need them, and that makes me even madder. I have become a tough old broad, living with pain will make a person that way. But now, even this tough old broad can't take it any more. I am unable to exercise. And I am pissed. That's where i am. It sucks, I want it to go away, I will do whatever I need to-to facilitate that.Which is why I am on my way to see the good dr this morning, so that I can be stuck with needles in my legs and feet, and shocked intentionally. Not that this procedure will help me, but it's something I must endure, so that the good dr can figure out WHY I am in the shape that I am in. I frankly don't care why, I just care about HOW to fix it. Shit. So that's what is wrong with me. Other than being old. And bitchy.
Hope your day is good. Look at it this way, it HAS to be better than mine. Out.