Argh.

[witchscauldron]

I'm not so much upset as when I posted yesterday. Was an overwhelming morning. Now that I've slept a bunch more, and feel relatively human....well, it still sucks. I know I'll live...but it still sucks.

I called the endocrinologist. I mean, hell, the doctor in ER didn't tell me much of anything, not even my blood sugar - he just handed me a prescription and instructions to call the Endo dept. and set up an appointment. Which is like, ok. He was supposed to fax my labs up there too. SUPPOSED to.

He didn't. I called - the receptionist laughed at first, then cursed the ER doctor for knowing squat about what things are like in her office. They're booking into APRIL. Fucking APRIL! I couldn't tell her anything. She didn't have my labs - so she'd have to try to find them. GAH.

APRIL. I mean...frig. That's 6 months in which I can do myself a whole lotta harm, not knowing what I should be doing to manage this disease. I realize I've likely been doing that for years already - I think I have nerve damage in my feet, for example - but ignorance is bliss. Now I have time to worry and no way to know anything. The receptionist said she'd call me back and see what she could do for me, but Gods know if that's anything at all.

My other option is to go home and try to get an appointment with my own doctor, where I run into the scheduling snafu unless I get a hail mary appointment. And then I'd have to go live at home for several weeks - which really doesn't appeal to me, since Dad's house is nuts atm, and Mom, while I love her, will make me insane. AND Dr. Yunker'd still have to try and find me time with an endocrinologist in the area, which could again be the same stupid scheduling snafu.

Word to the Murricans out there - Canada has free health care, for the important stuff, but you'll be damned to try and find a doctor that hasn't known you since you were 4. And if you move away from one, Gods help you. >_< The only doctor I can get in to see is my doctor at home, 3 hours from here, and he still books 3 or 4 weeks ahead of the current date, when he's in the office at all.

So I'm sitting here with a label, really. I know I have this disease. I have read so many pages online now, and I know what to expect, I think. But I don't know what I'm supposed to do, right now, and it's making me paranoid about what I eat. Not eating is bad. Eating could be bad. It's so frustrating I could scream. I've got a label...that's all I've got.

Thank you all for kind words - it's nice to know you think about me at all. Even if some of you think I'm a force of nature. ;p
-M.

Comments

[desertcoyote.livejournal.com]

Sorry to hear about the diabetes.....hope life gets back to normal soon!

[nightmoon.livejournal.com]

Aww, jeez Morgy, I`ve been so out and away I never knew. You have my reguards, I really hope you find something out soon, but I know you`ll be all right. :)

[wolfofblack.livejournal.com]

April? That's awful, Morgandria. You need to get in some faces and peck some eyes. It's an emergency, tell them that you have diabetes and need help *immediately*. Demand it!

[morgandria.livejournal.com]

Heh...riiiight. :p I can get in their face all I like - it doesn't change much here. Our doctors are simply overloaded. I'll have to try to get into see my GP at home first, I think. Bleah.

-M.

[lyceum.livejournal.com]

*Ahem*... You try typing something coherent after running 12 hours sorting through over 1000 steel rims with only four people... :P *Snarks and knows that you probably have no clue what he's talking about but... uh... collapses into a heap and snores..*