Life just keeps just keeping getting more interesting. How do I deal will with all off the fun? I don't even know what to say anymore...I've turned into a complete idiot with these new drugs. I went to get my Cat-scan the other day. I get to the Hospital Check-In, they ask my why I'm there. I had this dumb look on my face, I couldn't remember why I was there. They finally said "It's ok, what is your last name?". I guess they deal with with this all of the time. Maybe not with so many people in their 40's.
The next day the nurse from Dr. S (Gastro) said that they found a couple of things in my Cat-scan: (1) Scar Tissue on My Lungs. No I have never smoked cigarettes in my life so this is unknown. (2) The next finding is Asthma and COPD. Where would this come from? How serious is it? (3) I had a hysterectomy almost 10 years ago and I have one ovary left. There are 2 cysts on it. It just keeps coming and coming and its hard to take it.
I lay around sometimes and seriously have NO ENERGY! Where does it go? Is it because I'm ill? How many different things can ones body deal with?
Awhile back I think I mentioned that lost my Social Security Card. While we were all sitting around the table the other day and everyone was helping me finding other SS offices. There is this form to also fill out. As I was filling it out I noticed that it asked for my parents names on my birth certificate. Another place it asks for my parents social security numbers. I called my mom and that was a given. Already knowing the answer I called my birth father. His wife picked up. She said "Hi Ali, How did you get this number?". I said "I picked one of the one's I had", thinking what an odd question. The following when like this; (M) me (F) Birth Father (J) His wife
(J) How are you?
(M) Good, Thanks. Can I talk to my dad?
(F) Hi, A______, What can I do for you?
(M) Hi, Well I lost my SS Card when we moved. I was filling out the
application to get a new one. It asks for my birth parents SS #'s.
(F) Well, I have to think about it, can I call you back in a couple of days.
(M) Sure. I'll talk to you later.
(F) Goodbye (He's always very very formal)
There is a spot on the form that I marked [ ] Unknown all along. But it's just the fact that I thought I could ask and he would give it to me. I'm not lying about the fact that I'm an idiot and lost it in the first place at the DMV. He didn't even ask how it happened. So I marked unknown for my birth father as sad as that is.
The following day (J) calls and makes polite conversation, I don't mention my dads birthday on that day and she doesn't mention the SS #. She just wants to hear about M. But I'd like to mention too that I do have another child to her. This was the the first time she has EVER called me to make conversation in like 20 some odd years!!
I'm going back to the Surgery Center on Monday to have EDG with the Botox in my Esophagus done by Dr. S (Gastro). I hope this helps with swallowing. I finally met with Dr. M (Therapist) that the doctors from the pain center wanted me to see. I get in about 20 maybe- 30 minutes to give the quick run down. then he just starts in about, he is just the best in his field and if his mom was alive she would be so proud of him. This went on for the rest of the hour. After that he gave me a 40 question tests about pain medications. Like 'do I count my pain pills?'. I'm not even on anything anymore so he's so dumb.
I did have an hour long phone conversation with G from Vegas. I'm just going to keeps seeing/talking to her. Because I don't have to start all over with her. I saw her once a week for over three years. I already have that close relationship with her. She cares about my whole family and that makes a whole difference.
