I just cancelled all my defon plans.
fucking neck,fuckng medical system, fucking burrocracy.
fucking stky ass keyboard, fucking tardo typing on my part
I told those motherfuckers i had an important convention, but they scefuled the biopsy for the day before my flight was to go. they wouldnt wait til after the con b/c of the pain im in, but they never really acted as "urgent" as thery marked my case, with 2 exceptons.
we id'd the lump in my nexk at the end of may, but wouldnt do the CT and MRI until the fuckinf end of fucking june. then after the MRI, nother fucking month to sced the biopsy. wspaking of the autopsy, they till wont tell me if they cutting the whle fucking chunk out or not. goddamit just get the fuckingthing OUT of my fucking neck...you can play with it after. brings up something else, they wont let me keep the tumor. i was going to stick it in a jar full of formaldahyde, kep in in a jar on the mantle, and mock it constantly
fuck YOU DEATH, i KICKED YOUR ASS AGAIN
Rhere were a couple of exceptions; the nueralogist that was pissedf at the va at pretty much every asterp of the way. first she was pissed that they took so long to sched me for the MRI, and to see her. Then she was pissed that thy didnt schedule the biopsy within a week of the MR8. This led up to lat week's trip of asvenure and horror up to the main VA in Temple.
the neurosurfeon tried to game the systyem by sending me up to temple. to go to the ER there and have them refer me out for an immediate biopsy at the civvie hspital down the styreet. she had done it the week prior with a different patient, and called the temple ER to set it uo.
except when I got there, thast doctor wasnt on site, and the EER doctor that was there said no ew dont do that here. wel, tenh ck you. (fuk ishtty ass keyboard too). I called the nurologist back in Austin, and she let me listewn in as she argued and cussed outthe teple er. didnt help tho, so she brought her boss in. he told me to go to the civvie ER, and hope they would refer me for immediate biopsy.
i walked over there (i did a lot of WALKING in temple,,,train stationm to va, va to civvie hospital, civvie er to hotel, next day hotel back to train). they were busy so i waited for 10 hours, i spent that time massaging arm, and it didnt hurt when i finally saw the doc, nope,they woulnt admit me either. shit. so they gave me a sandwhich and sent me packing.
i slept away the morning, and wehn i woe up, my phone had ben blown up with messages, magically, i had been sceduled 2 days prior for the aug 3 appt...except i hadnt heard from the VA scheduler when I had called him before leaving, and the biopsy hospial (here in austin) didmt have any paper on me when i called them that morning i left.
cherry on top? pain got so bad this past sunday morning that i went to the ER here (same plce the biopsy will be done); they doped me up and wrote a scrip for ab oral stewroid . out of all the inconsistent rmedies i have triedthis past year, steroids havebe far away the best of them. rthe problem is that i am a pre-diabetic fgatass, and the doc dont want me on them constantly.
the funny thing? when I got to the ER, the pain suddenly stopped. I told the nurse hat was funnty. I guess i shoulnt have joked, coz it came baxk in full gorce about 15 minutes before the doc saw me...and they couldnt tell me whether they were cutting out the whole chunk on the 3rd either. ER dont have access lol
