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[freyakitten]

Went to see a GP yesterday. He was a little taken back by my approach to the whole seeing the doctor thing: "This is what I've got wrong and why I'm seeing you, these are the symptoms, this is everything else (with symptoms) that are wrong that I know you're not going to do anything about, now give me the sample pot" "Here's the sample pot, tell me when the dipstick turns pink" "This is what you're going to tell me to do, these are the interactions with my other drugs"

So. The GP doubled my intake of daily pills, then added antibiotics for the UTI. Then he recommended I eat 5 times a day. At which I laughed and suggested he read my file. That's my current 'well' minimum. Then I asked to see the results of the most recent tests - apparently I'm allergic to 'mixed grasses' which explains why cut grass and long grass set my allergies off, but medium length grass that was cut more than two days ago doesn't. I'm not allergic to any other of the family allergies that blood was taken to test for.

As a summary of the previous two paragraphs, I have influenza and another plumbing infection.

It's wierd, though. This is the first time since I was in primary school that I am sick enough to stay in bed all day and yet well enough to enjoy being in my pajamas. Not enjoying the being sick thing, but definitely enjoying the being able to treat the sickness with the respect it deserves. Also enjoying the realisation that I live in a household (finally) where the phrase "I'll make it all better - we'll cut it off at the neck" is completely unknown, and that if I manage to make something that I can eat it will still be there when I next want to eat unless I give permission for consumption.

Also, I cut my SO's hair last weekend. Apparently, his family thinks it looks good. I'm still getting used to it. I cut it just long enough that I could still get a hold of it, and lots of jagged edges so that it doesn't look quite as straight and fine as it is. Occasionally, I get flashes of a painting (I think) of Bacchus, which he now resembles when his hair is mussed, except not so fat. When I find my ponytail (I think I kept it through the last move, but I'm not certain) I'll go get a 'his and hers' mounting done.

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[reverancepavane.livejournal.com]

Hope you feel better soon!

[freyaw.livejournal.com]

So do I. Current side-effects of the antibiotics include dizziness and brain connecty-bits not working. Apparently I'm not allowed to operate heavy machinery, but computers are OK. I fear that this is one of the drugs that turns me dyslexic. There is not a single word in this paragraph that looks as if it is spelled correctly.

[reverancepavane.livejournal.com]

My doctor broached putting me back on the Cthulhu Appreciation Medication at our last meeting. I gave him the smile. The one with the teeth. He didn't insist.

[freyaw.livejournal.com]

The drugs that drive me nuts are the ones that are padded out into pill form with lactose. And get prescribed by a doctor whose computer thingy should be flashing a sign saying 'bad! bad!' but doesn't because the lactose isn't an active ingredient, and therefore doesn't count when considering contraindications.