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ithilwen.
Warning: bad words behind the tag!
My odyssey started with going to our family doctor because of the strange whistling noise within my right ear when I spoke - most likely a result of a local cold or whatnot. But since I'd had tinnitus in that air for 4 or 5 years already, I got frightened that it might be getting worse. So I went to see the doctor.
She then sent me to the ear, nose and throat specialist as well as to ultrasound. The ear, nose and throat specialist sent me to a hearing test, and when I brought her back the results, she sent me to the neurologist and to the rheumatologist... two visits due in early February.
The ultrasound showed that my neck veins are in the best order, so the tinnitus cannot vome from those. In exchange, they found three tiny goitre-like knots and an equally tiny cyst in my thyroid gland. Seeing the results, the family doctor has now ordered a blood test, to see whether the thyroid gland is working properly.
You see the pattern? I'm completely healthy, I have no problems whatsoever, and the whistling sound in my ear stopped after two days of keeping it nice and warm. And yet I've been going from doctor to doctor for the last two months and will probably do so for who knows how long, and there's a good chance that wherever I go, they'll find something! Because I'm 55 years old, overweight, have a stressful job and no time to prepare healthy food or go to training or what the fuck I ought to do about it.
I want to the doctor because of my fucking ear, and it's all right again, and yet there's no way to stop this avalanche any longer! And yeah, I know my blood sugar will be high and my cholesterol level will be in high heavens, and I don't care, because with the kind of life I lead, I won't be able to do anything about it - not before next summer, and there's a good chance that not even then, as they want us to work in summer holidays another two weeks in summer camp.
The worst part is, I'll be living in fear because of the blood test for the next week and a half. Because that's the earliest time I can go and have it. And because - due to Mum's illness - I know now how many things there are in such a test that can mean that something is wrong.
I was a content and practically healthy person two months ago. Now I'm a nervous wreck who can't think of anything else than what the fuck they will find next time.
ithilwen.Warning: bad words behind the tag!
My odyssey started with going to our family doctor because of the strange whistling noise within my right ear when I spoke - most likely a result of a local cold or whatnot. But since I'd had tinnitus in that air for 4 or 5 years already, I got frightened that it might be getting worse. So I went to see the doctor.
She then sent me to the ear, nose and throat specialist as well as to ultrasound. The ear, nose and throat specialist sent me to a hearing test, and when I brought her back the results, she sent me to the neurologist and to the rheumatologist... two visits due in early February.
The ultrasound showed that my neck veins are in the best order, so the tinnitus cannot vome from those. In exchange, they found three tiny goitre-like knots and an equally tiny cyst in my thyroid gland. Seeing the results, the family doctor has now ordered a blood test, to see whether the thyroid gland is working properly.
You see the pattern? I'm completely healthy, I have no problems whatsoever, and the whistling sound in my ear stopped after two days of keeping it nice and warm. And yet I've been going from doctor to doctor for the last two months and will probably do so for who knows how long, and there's a good chance that wherever I go, they'll find something! Because I'm 55 years old, overweight, have a stressful job and no time to prepare healthy food or go to training or what the fuck I ought to do about it.
I want to the doctor because of my fucking ear, and it's all right again, and yet there's no way to stop this avalanche any longer! And yeah, I know my blood sugar will be high and my cholesterol level will be in high heavens, and I don't care, because with the kind of life I lead, I won't be able to do anything about it - not before next summer, and there's a good chance that not even then, as they want us to work in summer holidays another two weeks in summer camp.
The worst part is, I'll be living in fear because of the blood test for the next week and a half. Because that's the earliest time I can go and have it. And because - due to Mum's illness - I know now how many things there are in such a test that can mean that something is wrong.
I was a content and practically healthy person two months ago. Now I'm a nervous wreck who can't think of anything else than what the fuck they will find next time.
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Date: 2011-01-28 09:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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