So, Yesterday . . .
. . . I'm in the waiting area of my new neurologist. This is my first appointment, a follow-up to my initial PN diagnosis of last month. I'm filling out the usual first visit forms and paperwork, and I realize that I can't go through with it. I just can't bear to face another doctor, another examination, another we-can't-tell-you-anything-until-the-tests-come-in condescending b.s. session. So, I grabbed everything, got up and left.
I don't think I'm ever going to see another doctor again. I don't care what I have and I don't care what they are offering. I can't stand it anymore, so to hell with it. Mshugge, right? |
My sentiments exactly!
If I have to once again:
walk on my toes or my heels get jabbed w/ a safety pin tell when the vibration stops follow an index finger w/ my eyes endure one more EMG or NCS have 20 vials of blood drawn lower myself into a chair w/ my arms folded try to stand on one leg I WILL WIG OUT! Furthermore, I'll look for the nearest exit chute and pull a Slater slide out of another neuro's office. |
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