Unwelcome Facts

Unwelcome Facts

As many of you know, I haven’t been doing too well this year.  I try very hard not to focus on my health too much on here because I don’t think that anyone needs to hear me whine.  Although complaining about my facial hair probably wasn’t something anyone wanted to hear about either, but that’s what TMI means right?  Good with the bad. 

It has come to my attention that some of you are interested in how I am doing.  Here is the update.  I have had more tests.  What they can find isn’t terribly normal.  The rheumatologist doesn’t want to diagnose because of the neurological nature of my situation.  Tremors are usually caused in the brain.  The neurologist doesn’t want diagnose anything because there seems to be no neurological cause for my tremors. 

This leaves now three specialists trying to decide what to do with me.  And this opens up the next situation.  If you don’t want to hear me rant, stop reading now.  

Still here, Good!  My test results that were done in Saskatoon on December 18, 2013 have not, as of January 10, 2014, been sent to my doctors.  And I can’t make an appointment with some of the specialists until they have the results.  The woman from Saskatoon said that tests around the Christmas season usually take a long time.  She told me not to get too worried until after about four weeks. 

Too late!  I’m already worried.  I have to ride a scooter in Walmart and Costco.  My store selections are limited by the stores with a scooter.  I am not 40 years old yet. I take handfuls of drugs to combat the pain. I twitch randomly and excessively, sometimes in public.  My episodes last for minutes, the longest one so far, 15 minutes.  Some days are good.  Some days are horrid.  I am tired.  I am frustrated.  I just want to go back to work.  I just want my life to go back to normal. 

I am not thinking that I am special in any way.  However, four weeks to get a piece of paper from Saskatoon to Regina seems a bit of a stretch.  The pony express could beat that.  I just don’t really understand.  I know that I am not an IT genius.  I know that the logistics to on online systems are pretty complex.  I know that the Government of Canada has one, and SGI has one.  I think that the ground work has been laid in one fashion or another.  (I’m sure that the guy who is hopefully working on a system would disagree with me but again, this is just my opinion and therefore my rant.)  But here is what I know for sure. 

 Dear Saskatoon Hospital,

Email takes 4 seconds to complete.  4 seconds.  Put the paper in a scanner, send to email, add the three doctor’s names, and click send.  The end.

Thank you.
Sincerely:
A concerned citizen. 

PS Please clean your bathrooms.  This is disgusting.

PSS This picture does not capture smell. 

So all in all, I am doing okay.  I think that I will get better sooner if I have a good attitude.  The insurance company disagrees.  They want to make me miserable so I stay sick longer I guess.  But that is a different rant altogether.  And I can’t stay mired in frustration any longer. 

If you ask how I am, I will say, “Good.”  Some of the time I am telling the truth.