Yeah today has sucked.
Dr. Randall basically gave me the same bulls**t answer he gave me for three years before he finally operated on my knee. "Once your quad gets stronger, the pain will go away." Yeah, you said that for three yeras and then had to operate. Awesome. It's not nessecarily a bad thing though. He extended my script for physical therapy, so I get to see my hottie 3x a week for 4 weeks...YAY.
The other medical news is bad though.
They don't know what I have, but it's not a kidney infection. They sent me on to the Urologist. Don't think that will do much, since it didn't help last time, but whatever.
The also informed me that the hospital has no record of my GTT and I may have to do it again. Needless to say, I'm not real happy about that, especially since this will be the second time they've f**ked up lab results.
I went to class today and sat out in the hallway for the first fifteen minutes of class crying. I'm F***ing miserable and stressed and god I wanted to cut so badly. Couldn't though, seeing as how I didn't have anything to cut with.
I'm sick of bulls**t friends, I'm sick of people wanting me to be their therapist, I'm sick of friends who say they'll keep in touch and then don't...screw 'em.
I knew I'd push everyone away eventually...
Tags: Pissed Unhappy Stressed
