Im thrilled! I asked to see a doctor about my eye (and related female) spasms after posting like crazy about eye injuries and harm in my family, this weekend,and i asked again Monday morning. I had the worst morning ever this morning after wrestling with my pillow for hours last night, i just could get settled, i went to sleep STUCK: everything went out if my control. I woke up to bad treatment in the meds line and the EIRST nevk snd back pain. I got through the day job until about a quarter to two when the appointnentsvpersin pulled aside telling me i have an appointment this afternoon. I was hanging around there getting ready to tell my case manager my tale of woe, that i wish i could be on the brain trauma hall. Well! It’s official! I get to tell the doctor!
I prayed the rosary. We’ll just have to see what cones out of it.
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Well I saw the sasne nurse practitioner who gave me an attitude kast week, i might have guessed. In the clouds on the way home by saw God’s naughtiness and consolation, and got more of this when i talked to my caseworker. We agreed that although she hurt my feelings she did get the ball rolling: move up the psych appt to get a grip on the OCD; see an obgyn MD, not a PA or nurse practitioner which is what had been scheduled, continue the Robaxin STAT 3 tines a day for spasms, and do bloodwork for chemicals associated with spasms including calcium, thyroid and something else.
So I’m satisfied. Even though I forgot my wallet. I didnt need my id or my insurance card and they will bill me for the 10 dollar copay.
Allelujah!
I’m on the road to recovery.
Un.Bon.Mot 