Argh. I debated writing this post. It seems too personal to write but, thats what I do, I write. I’m the Joan of Arc of writers and I think to become a better writer, you need to exploit yourself.
So, I’m not going to explain it in detail, but I will let it out there.
Since last spring, I found a new doctor. She is wonderful. My first meeting with her, she signed me up for tons of blood tests. I went.
I get a phone call. My iron is low. Nothing major, just a quick prescription for iron pills, and I’m on my way. She asks for continued blood tests (weekly) so she can check it. I faithfully go.
She writes me a quick letter within two weeks- stop taking the iron pills, your back to normal.
I stop, I continue to go see her and other professionals who I’ve met along the way. I go in for a physical and she reviews all my blood work. She says I have blood in my urine and to go get that checked out. While shes at it, it couldn’t hurt to re-check my iron, right? Sure. I go.
Then, I start feeling really sick and lethargic. I’m sleeping 24/7. Here is an example of how bad my sleeping became.
My sister calls me, I ignore the call. She calls my moms (where I’m staying), I ignore the call. She calls both lines again. I ignore. Finally, she leaves a voice message of her crying. I ignore it. She calls my cell again. I’m pissed and wide awake. I answer, snap at her that I’m trying to fucking sleep. She explains Ty. might have swine flu and the school called. I say I can’t go, I’m sleeping.
I know. Awful Auntie. I wasn’t even awake for the call. Had I been actually functioning, I would have been there instantly. Anyone who knows me knows how much that little boy means to me.
So- I finally go to the Dr. They do a throat swab and send me on my way, assuming its mono and judging from the fever I had mid-october, the worst has occurred and I just need to rest to get over it.
They call and confirm the mono. I continue sleeping ridiculous amounts. They warn me of side pains and to go straight to emergency if it occurs. This would be the mono-spleen thing.
I get sidepains. I google it- sidepains from spleen issues are on your left side. Mine are on my right. I go to the Dr yesterday.
As I’m waiting for my Dr.- the nurse wanders in, “Oh, the results are in, the Dr. will explain them during your visit to help you save time.” Doctor comes in. It never was mono. My levels of iron are drastically low. Normal is a 12- I’m at a two. Apparently, my body is shutting down to fight it. My body is basically starved for oxygen and my immune levels are out for the count.
He explains that this is so severe, if it becomes any worse, I’m hospitalized. The yellow skin? Anemia. Has my body been bleeding? Yes, I’ve had my share of bleeding. Apparently, someone my size, it’s a dangerous level to lose.
I’m back on the iron pills. They have me on an extremely high dosage. I’m on vitamin D + B12 (I was low on those too) as well as my asthma inhalers. I’m still on my “Audge is happy” pills. I’m so tired of pills. I’m so tired of being tired. I’m freezing cold all the time, I hate it.
F. Spanky laughed when he saw my iron pill container: WARNING: MAY CAUSE URINE AND FECE DISCOLORATION. My last text message to him was, “Thanks F. Spanky” His reply? > “No problem Audrey the colored feces girl.” (and yes, I did reply with, “MY SHIT IS GREEN LIKE A GOBLIN!”)
My mom suggested birth control again?
Fuck that. I’d rather stay single and lonely, and have no love!
I feel like a fricken pez dispenser.
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