Sunday, Medical

 Yesterday my blood pressure was 129/88. My right foot still tingles and stops responding at times. The headaches and weird head sensations have calmed down. I think that was more stress. Still some chest pain yesterday. Liver occasionally feels weird. Trying to make sure I take the Prilosec on the empty stomach and the others with food. 

I've come out of a coma twice. My body is not that strong. You'd better wipe those damn smiles off your faces. This shit isn't funny. 

I really don't need fancy things. I need to not be running around town, exhausting myself when my body doesn't reliably function. I need to not have to call EMS. I need to avoid stress and allergens, which happen to occur in many places around town. I mean right now my right foot barely moves! And you want me driving? Brilliant. I have to keep people safe too. How many EMTS and doctors have to tell me to rest and take care of myself before people get the point? You don't just "FIX" these things with drugs and support groups. It takes time. It takes rest. If I want to mind my own business and take care of my body, then maybe that's what I should do, instead of getting another doctor or counselor or somebody with letters after their name telling me to do that. 

Hallucinations can come from all sorts of things. Medication, lack of blood sugar, lack of oxygen, and yes, mental illness. I know they are not real. 

I don't have a problem with the internist and yet they want more opinions. Just yesterday they wanted me to ask my brother. You think the doctors appreciate that? you gonna let them do their job? They have medical degrees too. maybe they would appreciate being allowed to do their job without other doctors being involved. They've mentioned that a time or two. Not the internist. Not yet anyways. But you keep this shit up, then yeah no one will want to work with me simply because there's too many opinions involved. Less opinions would be fantastic. We can't control the world people. It pisses people off. I can handle some pain. Within limits. If I didn't think I had problems then I would be running around, doing stupid shit. Yet I'm at home trying to take care of myself. SMART MAYBE?

Yeah, I get frustrated. Everybody gets frustrated. I'd rather not spread it around. From this center to that center. Everybody knows the list of diagnoses. Alphabet soup. It's on the charts, so what does it matter? I need to go around talking to people about that shit? I don't think so. I don't have a referral to gateway house. How's phoenix going to help with this? You want me to pass out driving? you want someone to have to call EMS? You think people like seeing this shit? 

I don't know how to help people. I'm trying to help myself. What are they going to learn about VNS? The neurologist gets nervous about it. Maybe I should be too. Gotta take something seriously. You don't want me embarrassing people or making them uncomfortable or having medical emergencies? Maybe I should rest. Eat. sleep. avoid stress. The things that have worked since the beginning of time. 

If I can think clearly enough to say something useful, I'll say it. Otherwise, I'll keep my silence. I don't need a lot of conversation. The left foot almost always feels 100% normal. It's just the right one. I guess it's my dominant foot. Right-handed. Maybe with the stress and relying on my right side too much. But I have had alternating sensations on the right or left side of my body. I don't know exactly what that means. It mostly comes out in the face. Sometimes I feel twitchy. Right foot is barely moving. I'm supposed to work the different parts of my body regularly. So I get up and I walk, Stretch, that kinda thing. Just basic stuff. I'd rather not shoot my mouth off in public right now. Sometimes I say weird shit. And typing is easier then talking. Especially when people are lying to you. Trying to manipulate you. They can read. They got letters after their names, most of them.

Yeah I like music. I like the Calm app. I used it a lot yesterday. The breathing exercises, the mood check ins, the music with the frequencies that enhance sleep. The sleep enhancing music was a god send. Right there on my phone. Didn't need to talk to anyone. Helped me just fine. I've been trying to get more regular with that app. I get bored, I get frustrated. The tinnitus isn't so bad. Sometimes I think about getting earplugs from the store. Then I worry that I might not hear something important. The CPAP seems to be doing fine, other then that filter door being broke and me not being able to change the filters properly. Tried to fix it. The supply store gave me the run around. The doctor said I had another two years before it could be replaced. That was about a year ago. So I wash the tubing, the mask, and the chamber, and I replace the tubing and mask, and I fill it with the distilled water. And I listen to people complain about my medical problems and my counselor and my doctors and then I listen to the doctors complain that I'm not following instructions and we're back to the blame game. Funny that the only person not trying to blame someone is my counselor. Funny that they'll never give her credit for doing her job. You wanna demonize someone? demonize me if you have to. Give the other people a rest maybe? it's pissing them off. And someone will end up dead or seriously injured if this shit doesn't stop. Get off your high horses. You're not that smart. You're not that great. Do your damn jobs, keep your mouths shut. Mind your own damn business. Don't make me contact SCDHEC or DSS. I can make reports just fine. I really do not like to. 

I've got to get to that hospital to get the Seroquel refill. by tomorrow. Not feeling great about driving or especially going to that hospital but they insist on filling it there and they refuse to transfer it to my pharmacy. That's been a major issue for me. But God forbid I ask someone for help. To even drive somewhere for me. I need my headphones. It helps with the music. Better go eat something.