Three on Wednesday and just done with two today. If I wasn't already sick, this would have driven me into disease.
I'm just glad I made it through. I was planning on a fast this weekend but I gave up on that due to someone offering to cook for me tomorrow. Honestly, I would rather rest, but you have to make allowances for social connections. I am totally exhausted and irritable.
The good news is that there are no new growths.
Some of the pain I went in about was simple muscular strain, including a tear in my diaphragm (probably from coughing), and not pancreatic cancer, as my waking periods at 4am would have me believe.
The worst part was not the examination, and not the 3 hours of transportation/waiting time. It was that everyone but one nurse was a complete stranger and wanted to take all my history and symptoms all over again.
I still have a few thing to do probably next week, but otherwise I think I am done with Drs for a while. I mean, I'm not going to take their drugs anyway. I just have to pretend I will so that they will let me have the imaging and blood tests I want.
Please try my Future History stories - Enmity
And my How to be a bachelor series
