It's the beginning of another round of hospital visitations, this time at a GI clinic in Gleneagles. I don't know why I always end up weeping at the doctor, although there's no reason to. I think it's just the stressful environment and the traumatic history of being hospitalized. Anyway, I was glad I didn't have to take my stats today, for I know it's the worst ever, even below diagnosis 6 years ago. But I was not glad to have my blood taken (fine veins + low BP = multiple needle pckings) or having to give a urine sample (dirty job). I also had a vit B12 injection to my buttocks. As you know, vit B12 promotes nerve function, which kind of makes me feel superior considering I have a test tomorrow ;). Come December, I have an ultrasound scan lined up to check for liver function, chest x-ray as well as an appointment with the nutritionist (fourth nutritionist so far).
In short, I really do hope and will try to get things right this time. I want nothing more than to stop all these depressing hospitalization visits.
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