(low carb) candy's dandy, but liquor's quicker. and it numbs back pain, too.
by 1230pm, i had already taken the 1-2 pills i am allotted per day. i stood on line at quizno's, shaking and weakened in pain.
i am annoyed because, clearly, this MOBIC stuff is not doing the job. i took my first dose at 630am - by 9am it still hadn't kicked in. and then i took a 2nd dose 3.5 hours later? this is NOT a good sign.
i really should have become a doctor or pharmacist; i know my shit. i know what works and what doesn't. we could have avoided a lot of grief if some vicodin or percoset had been thrown in my general direction.
i am also scared because this is all a sign that my back is not getting any better, and most likely is getting worse.
i tried to call a radiology center to make an appointment for my MRI. they told me i can't make one without a written referral. so i call the doctor's office - they don't give referrals, only prescriptions for proceedures. WHAT?!? stop fucking up my head with terminology and just fax me a piece of paper with a signature ending in MD on it! why they didn't give me something while i was STILL IN THE OFFICE is a mystery to me
as per the radiology center's orders, i called my insurance company to see if this place was "in network". they told me that i need to get a doctor's precertification. apparently a signed prescription form does not count. my doctor has to CALL the insurance company and precertify an MRI.
radiology center says they need something written. insurance says they need a verbal. can we PLEASE get on the same page?
so basically, i have no idea when i'm going to be able to get this MRI. i leave my job in less than a month, so my insurance will run out. i'm still in pain, i still shake when i'm standing, and i got less than 3 hours of sleep last night.
when and if i ever get a verdict on all this, the vote will probably be for surgery. i've never had surgery before. on top of that - and this is just one example of how vain i am, folks - the incisions in my lower back will most likely fuck up my tattoo.
and this is ALL because i broke off my engagement 5 years ago.
you see, my ex-fiance had herniated discs. he had the surgery. i didn't visit him in the hospital - a) because i was working, and b) he wasn't there more than a day, if i remember correctly. however, i DID haul his ass to physical therapy 2-3 times per week, carted him wherever he needed to go, and basically became his errand-running slave.
i would like to mention that this is more than anyone ever did for ME during the worst of my herniated days.
i digress, as i often do.
so, because i broke off the engagement, i am convinced that he put a voodoo hex on me. he cursed me with back pain and a very long period of REALLY shitty, dysfunctional relationships.
my relationship luck seems to have turned for the better *knocks wood, crosses fingers and avoids walking under ladders and opening umbrellas indoors* -- but the back pain remains.
it's so a bacardi thursday, folks. fire up your AIM and MSN and say hello!
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