Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Doctor Doctor

I'll try to write everday, or at least when I have time.

Right now, I'm at work.  It's almost 7:30pm.  Late?  Yeah, for me, at least.  I had a ridiculous day. 

I woke up rather peacefully, with no alarms ringing, or me feeling horribly tired, or anything.  That was the first sign that something was wrong.  Tuesday.  I have work.  I found my glasses, and looked at the time- 1:12pm.  

Fuck.

My doctor's appointment was scheduled for 1:15.  I literally jumped up, threw off my clothes, and changed.  Didn't bother going to the bathroom, brushing my teeth, or brushing my hair.  I just ran out the door.  Luckily, my dad was just about to go out.  He was kind enough to give me a ride to the doctor's.  When I got to the hospital building, and finally found out where I was supposed to go, I went to check in.

This was my first visit to this particular doctor.  I was extrememly nervous.  I had never been to the doctor's office before by myself.  After I filled out the paperwork, they directed me to a room and asked me some questions.  Then, eww, I had to pee in a cup.  Awkward!  Oh, the reason I was here was because I thought I had a urinary tract infection.  They ran several tests on my urine, though and found nothing wrong.  Hm, oh well.  It was going away anyway.

I didn't actually see my primary doctor.  Instead, I saw a nurse practitioner, Doctor Kelly.  She was nice, but I had a weird vibe from her.  Like, she acted kind and caring, and stuff, but I couldn't help but get the feeling that something was wrong.  Like, when she was asking about my depression and stuff, and telling me that I should get back on medication, she was all, "Well, it's just my ramblings.  My opinion.  I won't make the choice for you."  Or something like that.  That kinda pissed me off for some reason.  It's probably just me, though.

I had to make an appointment to meet with her again in two weeks for a pelvic exam.  Kind of scary.  Shouldn't I be seeing a gynecologist for that?  How do I even know if she's certified?  I s'pose I could ask, but I don't care too much.  I just don't like strangers.  Haha...

Anyway, I was there for a super long time.  I took the bus home and made some food.  Ate, and left for work.  I got there half an hour after I thought I would, and began some crazy work that needed to be out today.  Got it done, and updated some things.  Redesigned some pages.  The normal stuff.  And yes, here I am now.  Tired.  But I'll stay here maybe until nine.  I need to catch up on work.  


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'd get another doctor if I were you, if you have a bad feeling, jst don't.
And yeah, go see a gnechologist probaly, unless she just meant a PAP smear, man they sound awkward....
I also think unless the doctor knows your situation VERY wellthey shouldn't be trying to feed you mind altering drugs.
Bad nursey, /slap
But yeah, PAP smears are really awkward and invasive, I'd only do it with a doctor you trust.