Wednesday, September 13, 2006

I’m a human pincushion.

Yesterday, after much urging from my husband, I finally went to the doctor to figure out what the heck my problem is. For the last 3 weeks I have major headaches during the day, as well as an overwhelming feeling that I have been run over by a truck. After a near temper tantrum yesterday morning over not being able to find a shirt that I believed fit, I scheduled an appointment with my doctor, saying, “I’ve felt like crap for almost a month and I’d like to know why.”

My appointment was at 3:45. I got into the exam room at 4:45. Awesome. It was also freezing which doesn’t make a tired person feel any better. When the doctor (who I love love love, even though he has really hairy hands) finally came, we sat and chatted about my issues. After about 15 minutes of him hmmming at me and my teeth chattering at him due to the polar temperatures of the room, he basically said he had no clue what was wrong. Soooooo, he decided to get some blood and test me for just about everything.

The nurse came in and tried to stick me in my right arm. No luck. My left arm. No luck. My left hand. No luck. My right hand. No luck. Just as I was about to offer her my foot to try, she said that they were just going to give me a lab order for me to take over to LabCorp and have them draw the blood. Still awesome. So today, I will go to LabCorp, get stuck again, and hopefully by the week we will find out if I am anemic, pregnant, have mono, have a thyroid condition, or none of the above. Or maybe ALL of the above?!?!?!?!?11

Oh, and if they don’t find anything, I have to go to a sleep specialist to see if I have some kind of sleeping disorder. I love love love disorders so I’m putting my money on that one.

3 comments:

Eric said...

No doctor here - but you describe many of the same issues my wife has been describing - the doctors cannot find anything - now they want to send her to a sleep specialist - she has not gone yet. But self diagnosis - she is thinking sleep apnea - since others in the family have it.

J in Ric said...

i hope you they it figured out and get you to start feeling better. i really really dont like needles... so i feel for ya. best wishes!

Anonymous said...

I know you didn't give any specifics, but let me take a stab. Your sleep problems as well as that feeling that you've been hit by a truck sounded like my issues when I went to the doc. -----Fibromyalgia----- The best def. in on Wikipedia. One of hallmarks is a stage 4 sleep disturbance. That's what I was diagnosed following the sleep lab. Good luck finding out what's going on. Let us know.