12:38 p.m. - 2007-10-05
Last 7 Weeks: Cliff Notes Version
Hey online friends. You may have noticed that I took my diary down for awhile. It would take one motherfucking long entry to bring it all up to speed, and the very thought of attempting it makes me want to poke out my eyeballs with a freshly sharpened pencil. So for the sake of my baby blues, I'll put it in list form as succinctly as possible. But it will probably still be long, because, you know-- it's me.
1) We finally brought home our adopted dog, Charlie, who is blind from detached retinas. The vet speculates that it is probably due to a trauma, like abuse from his previous owners.
2) My fever continues. We're on five months now, people. Me scared.
3) Another doctor's appointment, she's at a loss. Wants me to see the dentist to make sure there isn't some infection in my mouth.
4) Dentist doesn't see anything. She wants me to see the oral surgeon just to make sure.
5) Oral surgeon doesn't see anything, but wants my wisdom teeth to come out. But he won't do it until my fever is gone because it would be dangerous.
6) Back to my internist. Asked her for Mono test. She insists that if I had Mono, my body would have gotten rid of it by now, as it's a self correcting virus that usually lasts 4 weeks.
7) I ask for the Mono test just to be sure.
8) I test positive for Mono.
9) Pretty happy that I don't have some terrible disease. Feel relieved that there is an actual excuse as to why any activity has made me want to cry in exhaustion. Glad I'm not just a lazy fat-ass. Very confused though as to how a hermit like myself can contract Mono.
10) Other blood tests reveal that there's something else wrong in my blood cells. It's all very confusing, but the count of one of the tests is supposed to be 0-8, and mine was 37. It could mean anything from tumors to lupus to just plain inflamation somewhere in my body.
11) Dr. refers me to an Infectious Disease Specialist, as the Mono should be gone by now.
12) Scared that will catch infectious disease in the waiting room.
13) Specialist thinks the Mono was a false positive, and that I probably have something else.
14) Lots of blood tests for this Monday.
15) Fun cat-scan appointment on Tuesday.
Alright, folks, that's the dilly-yo. Now I can get back to writing my more current musings on the mundane. Peace out.
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Lorelai: Patty gave my picture out to all these guys because she thinks I need a man!
Luke: You do. One with a nice couch and a deep knowledge of Freud.
--- "Gilmore Girls"
