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me and my doctor chat
children of dune - leto 1
seperis
First of all, he's way too young to be my doctor, which I think means I can officially say I am an adult. He's about thirty, which makes him my age range, and for some reason, that makes me nervous. I don't trust myself with a thermometer, so why the *hell* would I trust someone *my age* to decide what the hell to do with a sinus infection? I remember college, and I remember the pre-med guys on Saturday nights, 'kay? I want someone over fifty. Someone there is absolutely no possibility I got drunk with at any time during my experimental period at college, and absolutely no possibility my best friend slept with and I had to give coffee before kicking him out.

I mean, zero.

But this is what I got.

He did the exam thing, as when he finally came in, I was laying out on that extremely uncomfortable examining table, hoping against hope he'd just say, you're dying, here, let me sedate you so you can get some sleep before the great hereafter. But really, when has my luck been anywhere near that good? The saddest part is, I almost fell asleep lying there, becaue it was cool, dry, and for the first time in days, I couldn't smell anything vaguely floral. If I'd been able to *breathe*, I'm sure I would have been embarassed, but I ran out of humiliation around the time I had to explain all the body fluid issues I was having thanks to this horror. So I stared at him dumbly and wracked my brains for bad jokes to lessen the nightmare.

He was kind enough to laugh, but unfortunately, he took my entire "let me die now" as the joke. Dammit.

Anyway, he kicked up my antibiotics to what I'd lovingly describe as small bowling balls and issued me a steriod called prednisone, which is basically my last faint hope of enjoying life, the great outdoors, and clear breathing again.

Which I was *all for*, you know, but then the stupid idea that patients should be aware of the side effects thing suddenly kicked in and the bastard turned out to be ethical.

Him: There's some side effects.

Me: Mmm hmm.

Him: You might have some insomnia.

Me: Welcome to my life.

Him: *laughs politely* Also, a little nausea.

Me: Okay.

Him: If you begin to throw up blood, however, call me immediately.

Me: Blood?

Him: Also a little dizziness. However, if you pass out, call me immediately.

Me: Pass out?

Him: Also can cause mood swings--you may find yourself crying one second and just overjoyed the next for no reason.

Me: How will I distinguish this from my normal behavior?

Him: *more polite laughter. Poor man.* But if it becomes too severe, go to the ER and discontinue use. Also eat a meal before you take this.

Me: ER....

Him: This can cause your stomach to bleed. And here's a handy reference sheet to explain the other possible side effects. I hope you feel better soon, Jennifer.

Me: ER?

Of course, the pharmacist gave me the OTHER fact sheet, with a laundry list of how many millions of ways this can slowly cause me to wish I'd never been born.

Yay health officials.

But as everyone can see, I'm an optimist. I've heard meteors can hit unexpectedly and destroy all life, and so you know, there's always hope.

*****

Reasons to Live

After sleeping half the day away, fighting with everyone that held still long enough to ask how I was, and generally creating a climate of unrelenting hostility that I am sure is going to pretty much fuck up any possible decent eulogy anyone will ever write for me, I ducked away to drown myself in SV and QaF vids and fics.

1.) Brian, naked. Like sisabet says, the man gives and *gives*

2.) Lex, naked. Unfortunately, not canonically, but with any kind of decent luck, someone will catch MR skinny dipping and sell the photos to whatever degenerate magazine takes those so I can buy them and obsess over them in the privacy of my home. What the HELL happened to the evil papparazzi anyway? They are totally falling behind here.

3.) Hershey's Hugs. I ate--too many. Let's leave it at that.

4.) I weigh one forty-eight, which is so good for my ego you have no idea.

5.) Provided I survive, meeting Bethy for five days of absolute nothing on a beach in two weeks. I have every intention of making her help me stalk any male worth the effort of shaving my legs for.

6.) The sheer joy of baiting my sister with pictures from her pregnancy when her ankles swelled up.

7.) Child telling everyone about Jesus Christ Brian and how Lex will rule the world. I *love* this kid.

8.) The survival of the hermit crabs, despite a jail break leading to a house-wide search for teh little fuckers. In the bathroom, by the way. Living rocks with feet, I tell you.

9.) Mint chocolate cheesecake.

10.) I still fit into my cheerleading uniform and am considering it as a Halloween costume. Because I really, really am pathetic. Anyone know where I can pick up some discount pom-poms?

/drama queen day


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*pets jenn* *shakes finger* Shower!

*snickers* When I can stand upright with something resembling balance.

Hey, do me a favor real fast and email me your AIM name?

Prednisone?? Wait a minute, I know that. My dog is on it. Oops. That's not enouraging is it. Remember mint chocolate cheesecake.

*narrows eyes*

Encouragement? Love? Support? *sighs* Modern life. No sympathy what-so-ever.

Your DOG? *blinks*

*curious* What does he take it for?

He has addesons disease. Sorry. I just can't stop laughing that you're on the same medicine as my dog. If it helps any, he feels a lot better. *still kinda laughing*

There's only one way to combat this, and that is to write your eulogy yourself. Just keep it pinned to your shirt at all times. Also, the possibility that you're a meteor *magnet* could speed the end along. *Cheers*

I'm more concerned that your doctor asked you to call him should you pass out. This *may* be a physical impossibility. Personally, I've never been able to make a call while unconscious. That my be just me.

*Still mulling Lex naked*

There's only one way to combat this, and that is to write your eulogy yourself. Just keep it pinned to your shirt at all times. Also, the possibility that you're a meteor *magnet* could speed the end along. *Cheers*

See, THIS is supportive! *hugs* especially teh meteor thing.

I'm more concerned that your doctor asked you to call him should you pass out. This *may* be a physical impossibility. Personally, I've never been able to make a call while unconscious. That my be just me.

I didn't think of that. Wow, and to think I'd thought I'd hit all worse case scenarios. Maybe some kind of out of body experinece thing going on? Must consider.

*Still mulling Lex naked*

If everyone did it more often, we'd be a happier world.


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Except for being really tired, I can honestly say nothing else has really bothered me about it, and it HAS cleared up the congestion some. Which is absolutely amazing. This breathing normally thing is totally something I can get used to real fast.

*hugs* Thanks for the vote of confidence.

I still fit into my cheerleading uniform and am considering it as a Halloween costume.

Mmmmm... Cheerleader!Jenn... *leers* Okay, can we tell someone recently watched "Bring It On" (yet again)? Eliza Dushku, Kirsten Dunst and very short skirts...

Well, I help the medication works without any horrors occuring, Jenn. Meanwhile, this piece of advice cracks me up:

However, if you pass out, call me immediately.

Heh. The logic of this astounds me.

The sad thing is, I didn't catch that at all. *giggles*

So far so good. I really, REALLY need to stop being so upbeat. This is always when the guy wiht the hocky mask comes out of the closet with a knife.

Yep, I'm a cheerful girl.

So far so good. I really, REALLY need to stop being so upbeat. This is always when the guy wiht the hocky mask comes out of the closet with a knife.

*wonders at Jenn's logic*
Nah, better to be cheerful. Most people have to pay to feel this good. Enjoy it while it lasts. *g*

Child telling everyone about Jesus Christ Brian and how Lex will rule the world. I *love* this kid.

Bwahahaha! So is he pitching these theories to receptive people only, or to all and sundry? And how are all and sundry reacting, if they're hearing the pitch?

Should you ever get bored with Child,* I think I could be prevailed upon to adopt him. Any six year old who prosthelytizes about Lex ruling the world is OK by me.


*an impossibility, I know

hee. I'm so proud. I've indoctrinated him well.

The prednisone should help. I have chronic sinusitus so I empathize. I've mentioned this before, but I don't know if you saw it. One of the best things I've found is a supplement called bromelain. It's a mucus thinner. Don't take it if you are on blood thinner or blood pressure meds though. I hope you feel better.

The survival of the hermit crabs, despite a jail break leading to a house-wide search for teh little fuckers. In the bathroom, by the way. Living rocks with feet, I tell you.

You probably already know this, but just in case. They were probably in search of humidity. They can breathe air but only if it's very humid. If you have a humidifier, it would be a good idea to set it up over their tank. If not, they need to be misted several times a day. I just read an article in the paper recently about their recent popularity as pets, and it said most of them die because of a lack of humidity.


Bromelaine. No, I don't use any other script meds, so that sounds okay so far. Thanks for the rec!

You probably already know this, but just in case. They were probably in search of humidity. They can breathe air but only if it's very humid. If you have a humidifier, it would be a good idea to set it up over their tank. If not, they need to be misted several times a day. I just read an article in the paper recently about their recent popularity as pets, and it said most of them die because of a lack of humidity.

We keep them in the kitchen. Luckily, Texas is humid as hell and we soak them every other day in a bowl of water. They're vaguely cute, at a distance. But please never ask my first reaction to seeing one on the bathroom floor during the search.

Child STILL laughs about that. Grrr.

*hugs happily*

My sympathies. I, too, have a doctor who's too young to be my doctor. He got out of med school the same year I graduated from college. Luckily, he's not only nice, he's a great big fannish geek. I am the only one of his patients who knows he does live action role playing in his spare time. And he does know a lot of people I know.

Every time I go to see him I think that I am dying. He involves me in conversation about the latest Star Trek incarnation and gives me some drugs. I love this man.

I don't think you do anyone any favors by telling them about side effects, however. Last time I used a medication I made a point of not reading the side-effect list -- that way, a few days later when I got some mild ones, I knew I wasn't psychosomatizing them. Did you ever read the side effect list on birth-control pills? Temporary blindness. My god.

Hope the meds work.

Re: the side effect list.

When companies test drugs, they are required to list all of the side-effects people have while on the drug. So, for instance, if someone with undiagnosed epilepsy has a seizure while taking medication for high blood pressure, even though the seizure had nothing to do with the medication, they're still required to list it. It's CYA to the Nth degree.

Hope you feel better soon.

You make even the most ordinary incidents amusing. I never know what I'll find in your LJ. The imaginary twins? Too much fun.

Anyway, he kicked up my antibiotics to what I'd lovingly describe as small bowling balls and issued me a steriod called prednisone, which is basically my last faint hope of enjoying life, the great outdoors, and clear breathing again.

Prednisone? Well, it's an... interesting medication. I don't want to alarm you, but apart from the mood swings and joint aches, you might gain some weight since it messes with your metabolism. You'll store more fluid and burn less fat. You can also get food cravings like you wouldn't believe. :) The good news is that it really works very well (and quickly.) Most of the side effects occur after long-term usage and/or with higher dosages. Vomiting blood is an *extremely* rare side effect, so it's nothing to worry about.

Hope you feel better soon.

I may come and try to die with you *sniffles* I caught a cold from my kids at school. I HATE colds. And I totally agree with you on it being unnerving when the MDs are about the same age as us thirty-somethings. I want someone with experience darn it.

If you ever need drug info, you just give me a shout. The legal kind, mind you O.O

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