And the saga continues…
At first I thought it was sort of morbid to blog about this headache saga of mine, but then it struck me that it would make for some interesting documentation, whichever way the story will eventually end.
To recap, I obediently took my course of benzos, and as promised the paracetamol that I was allowed to take as required, actually worked (it doesn’t usually work for any pains I might have, but that might be all in the mind, too!). But that course was over 10 days ago, and nothing has ever changed. This week I am on leave from work (that had been planned), and I honestly expected my headaches to be gone by now. Only they aren’t.
Just now a comment by my friend Lisa on facebook finally pushed me to phone my doctor again; and now I’ll be paying him a visit for blood tests tomorrow morning. (Just when I thought I’d have ONE day to sleep in tsk tsk tsk!). When I told him I’d been thinking of going straight to the hospital he said they wouldn’t keep me in, but rather give me an outpatients appointment in eight weeks’ time. Rosy prospects. I mean, I could be dead by then??
Right now my mood is hitting an extremely low point. I wish I could turn a switch, causing me to quit thinking immediately. But the more I try not to think, the more I do. Figures!
Okay, maybe it’s appropriate to end this silly post with something beautiful. Found this butterfly in the garden this morning, keeping still just long enough to let me have a snap. Isn’t he handsome?
