ljcl4's Journal

Well I've decided Dr's suck. My PCP was not in on friday, I had a appointment and they called and canceled. Now I have to reschulde that one, I want to talk to him about help with not smoking. The last time we talked about it he said when I come in Oct. we would talk about it but I wanted to start now. On tuesday I went to the kidney Dr., another joke I waited in the waiting room for a hour, then in the room for a half hour. Finaly he came in asked " how are you feeling?", felt my kidnet area and said " ok I'll see you next week and we'll remove the stint".All that for nothing, just to come back again.

I seen the lung Dr. last week he's a joke to,He did lower my pred dose alittle, But didn't really care how I felt or what I wanted to ask or say. I told him my stomach is tore up, I'm not sleeping, my ankles and legs are retaining water. He said "yea that's all from the Pred" well No crap I knew all that, I wanted him to tell me how to atleast fix my stomach. But he was no help eaither! I like my PCP, and told him after this round of the "speical" Dr's. I 'am not seeing any others. If he cann't fix it, it will stay broken. I'm so TIRED of seeing doctors I've missed so much work lately, I'm lucky I have a good boss or I might not have a job now.

 And this Pred is not only mess up my stomach, making me retain fluid, and sleeping less it is also makeing me even more of a bi-ch. I got so mad tonight over the landlord cutting the grass on the race track and coming in the yard and making 1 pass with her mower down the side of the horse fence. I really flipped, yea it looks dumm but we can cute the rest and you wont even see where she cut. And the race track  no one see's anyway. Oh well bad day just carried over to be a bad night. Now I'am going to bed, GOOD NIGHT!