If I did not know better...
Another checkup this morning. It stated the obvious - I got worse. Hell knows why. I start feeling again like in March - before any treatment or diagnosis.
If I did not know better, I would assume that I only got worse once the illness was diagnosed and medication started. I would assume that only the pills make me feel bad and stopping the medication would heal me from the pain. I wished it was so easy.
Luckily this happened just a few days before my 30 minutes of fame in tomorrows case study discussion, where I am going to be the "leading actor". This is going to be fun! I mean it is going to be a learningful experience. 30 doctors discussing on the best treatment possible to cure me. Too much honor, is it?
My doc is well prepared. She had asked me to draw down my medical history as a curve indicating my well being during my life a few weeks back. One week later I gave her an Excel-sheet where my feelgood-curve of the last 25 years was indicated quarterly.
She was impressed by so much effort from a patient.
"I can prepare a powerpoint for you as well if you need it!" I offered.
"That won't be necessary." she replied gratefully.
She actually praised me for doing all things the right way. In spite of all my frustration that I stated here on my treatment, slow cure and doctors who cannot offer me any short term improvement I have always followed the instructions by the doctors - and even more. This does not make it less frustrating when the cure remains in the dark. But at least I know that I have done all in my power - despite meeting my tight limits every day. I won't be able to do any work in the nearest future. Chilling and a bit of sports are the two most important tasks right now.
Given the weather this means Marzili everyday. At least I hit the right season to be ill.
If I did not know better, I would assume that I only got worse once the illness was diagnosed and medication started. I would assume that only the pills make me feel bad and stopping the medication would heal me from the pain. I wished it was so easy.
Luckily this happened just a few days before my 30 minutes of fame in tomorrows case study discussion, where I am going to be the "leading actor". This is going to be fun! I mean it is going to be a learningful experience. 30 doctors discussing on the best treatment possible to cure me. Too much honor, is it?
My doc is well prepared. She had asked me to draw down my medical history as a curve indicating my well being during my life a few weeks back. One week later I gave her an Excel-sheet where my feelgood-curve of the last 25 years was indicated quarterly.
She was impressed by so much effort from a patient.
"I can prepare a powerpoint for you as well if you need it!" I offered.
"That won't be necessary." she replied gratefully.
She actually praised me for doing all things the right way. In spite of all my frustration that I stated here on my treatment, slow cure and doctors who cannot offer me any short term improvement I have always followed the instructions by the doctors - and even more. This does not make it less frustrating when the cure remains in the dark. But at least I know that I have done all in my power - despite meeting my tight limits every day. I won't be able to do any work in the nearest future. Chilling and a bit of sports are the two most important tasks right now.
Given the weather this means Marzili everyday. At least I hit the right season to be ill.
posted by Sabi at 11:36 PM
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