About happyness
Today I made a doctor happy. How?
10 days ago I stretched my arm for a blood test. It was neither painful nor very irritating, but is it normal that almost 2 weeks after I still have a deep black bruise marking the spot of the (second and unsuccessful) attempt?
Today in the afternoon my phone rang. I excepted several calls linked to work, but not the voice of my all excited doc on the other end.
"My assumption was right!" he announced splendidly. In a nutshell: my liver works so perfectly, that it eats more than half of a daily medication dose in just a few hours. "A certain percentage of people in Western Europe have that genetic code causing this." he added. I don't want to develop the question of my felt identity once more here, but at least genetically I am Central European.
Anyway, the doc asked me to take the double dose tomorrow morning, before meeting him. He also mentioned "side effects" to prepare for. I ignored his fear - it will become mine early enough.
I am really curious about what is to happen next: honestly I feel quite fine, very well actually. So today my doc is announcing me to feel even much better soon. I wonder how I feel in 24 hours. I should not read the list of possible side effects in front of me, I know, but I already did. Ups!
So I might sweat and freeze, lose appetite (cool, I am trying to lose weight) and feel taste disturbances (does not really matter if I eat less anyway, does it?). I don't think I will have any jaundice though, hot flashes maybe, parasthesia would not be the first time.
On a more serious note: I had other plans for the upcoming weekend than painful apathy sitting at home. But it will be over soon, I will feel even better. I am sure it is worth it. And than finally I can write again about other things than this "bitch" called disorder!
10 days ago I stretched my arm for a blood test. It was neither painful nor very irritating, but is it normal that almost 2 weeks after I still have a deep black bruise marking the spot of the (second and unsuccessful) attempt?
Today in the afternoon my phone rang. I excepted several calls linked to work, but not the voice of my all excited doc on the other end.
"My assumption was right!" he announced splendidly. In a nutshell: my liver works so perfectly, that it eats more than half of a daily medication dose in just a few hours. "A certain percentage of people in Western Europe have that genetic code causing this." he added. I don't want to develop the question of my felt identity once more here, but at least genetically I am Central European.
Anyway, the doc asked me to take the double dose tomorrow morning, before meeting him. He also mentioned "side effects" to prepare for. I ignored his fear - it will become mine early enough.
I am really curious about what is to happen next: honestly I feel quite fine, very well actually. So today my doc is announcing me to feel even much better soon. I wonder how I feel in 24 hours. I should not read the list of possible side effects in front of me, I know, but I already did. Ups!
So I might sweat and freeze, lose appetite (cool, I am trying to lose weight) and feel taste disturbances (does not really matter if I eat less anyway, does it?). I don't think I will have any jaundice though, hot flashes maybe, parasthesia would not be the first time.
On a more serious note: I had other plans for the upcoming weekend than painful apathy sitting at home. But it will be over soon, I will feel even better. I am sure it is worth it. And than finally I can write again about other things than this "bitch" called disorder!
posted by Sabi at 10:04 PM
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