Here is what just happened. It should be good news but I found it devastating. My Sister called me mellowdramatic to top it off. That was the worst part of it. Well if you have been reading my journal you know I have been having tests for fibroids and cysts. I was told by my Doctor that he felt fibroids and sent to get an ultrasound and they saw lots of "things". I finished the test and started finding out what all this means. First I was told I would probably need a hysterectomy but to me this would probably be good news because it would mean an end to my pain. I was also told a having fibroids is probably the reason I am having mood swings and severe depression from the hormonal upheaval they cause. To me this was finally a diagnosis with a cure! I've been tested for so many things and no Doctor can give me a reason for this pain I am feeling. I felt I was finally going to get fixed and the depression would go away too! My Sister knew how much this diagnosis meant to me because she has been to all of my Doctor appts. with me when they tell me "I can't figure out what is wrong with you I'm sorry" over and over. So she gleefully just called me up saying "Guess what your ultrasound was clean! No fibroids no cysts, isn't that great?" In shock I said "No that's not great thats horrible another Doctor that can't figure out why I'm having so much pain" She rubbed it in like she really enjoyed hearing me suffer saying over and over in a high pitched taunting voice "no it's good news" knowing I was horrified to once again be told "Sorry but we can't figure out what is wrong with you" I started crying and my Sister started yelling at me and started sayin g "When are you going to realize all of your problems are in your head, there is nothing wrong with you!" and proceeded to call me "Mellowdramatic" and telling me to "stop". I yelled back at her thanks alot call me mellowdramatic, call me a drama queen (which she had done on another day in the recent past) Honestly I'm really not a drama queen I just want to know why I'm hurting so bad. I ended up hanging up on her and she called back screaming at me "Don't you ever hang up on me!" I said just leave me alone and hung up again. Then a barrage of calls started from her and I let the machine just get it and she called 3 more times leaving nastier messages each time. I'm so devastated I wish I was dead.
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