Friday, April 13, 2012

Aggravated? Stressed? I don't even know what to call this one.

Breathe. Don't punch anybody in the face. Just breathe.

I have been waiting for the local clinic to call me about receiving an IV infusion of potassium. It has been ten weeks now. I figured they had lied about ordering it for me, but decided to give them the benefit of the doubt and ask them to follow up on my order. After some drama, they told my brother (who works there) to tell me that they didn't order it, and they don't plan to.

So I've been anticipating this possibility for nothing. I wasn't at all surprised, because this is the kind of BS that I get at every clinic, especially the low-income ones. It's like I'm just not important enough. Let's lie and tell her it's on order so she'll leave us alone...maybe she'll forget about it eventually? I have no idea what the hell they were thinking. My brother caused a scene on my behalf. He was pissed off and he let them know it. I was glad to see that he cared enough to get angry at his own employer.

So I'm still in the same condition with no hope of an IV infusion. I'm stuck dealing with the oral meds and trying to figure out what to do to make them work. My internist and I are both baffled at this point. I see him again in May, and I honestly think we're both going to be speechless.

School is almost said and done, and the last half of the semester has been stressful. I'm in the final stretch with a few tests and a big research paper on Periodic Paralysis. I'm working on it's going to be pretty extensive and time consuming, but I think it will be worth the effort (eventually)!

Twelve more days at MGCCC, then a three week break before university.

I can do this.