I have two mystery illnesses. One is a huge lump on my wrist. Second is the chronic dizzy spell. I haven't had a clear head in three weeks. The worst part of both is I can never get a doctor when I need one.
Our dog Lyko has crust in his eyes. We called the vet and took him in an hour later. For me? It took me a week to get one doctors appointment. And when I saw him, he still didn't know what was wrong with me. His guess is an inner ear infection or Vertigo. I took the antibiotics and vertigo medicine. Neither worked. Our dog got diagnosed and prescribed medicine instantly. It's been two or three weeks since my last doctors appointment and I can't make another because of the holidays. The Doctor is not in. But the vet was.
How come our dog is getting better care then I am? I'm surprised I could look at the computer long enough to blog. I'm fighting the shifting motion I have, where it feels like everything shifts back and forth. The worst part is my work starts up again on Monday. We were lucky enough to have two full weeks off, but now I can't see a doctor because I can't take the time off of work.
My thesis play is due at the end of the month (first draft anyway) and the one free week I have to do nothing but it, is spent sleeping. I can't concentrate. My head feels like it's being squeezed and the world won't stand still.
Ah to be a dog and to walk into a doctors hour and an hour after calling for an appointment. Maybe I should put on a fur coat with a leash, something tells me I'd get the wrong kind of attention.
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